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Friday, September 21, 2001

There's a moth beating himself on the outside of my window. I keep hearing him tapping. Apparently the light of my office is the most interesting thing in the night for him. How funny. He's outside and wants in. I'm trapped in here and want nothing more than to get out. Too bad I can't convince him to write payroll curriculum for me so we'll both be happy.


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