“Please continue to hold, your call will be answered in the order received … within 72 hours of unprotected sex!”

Whaaa? Yikes.

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I had the pleasant experience this afternoon of finding myself briefly back in freshman year. I was skipping class exercising flexible time management today and walking through the UCen on my way to nowhere when I ran into an old friend I hadn’t seen in over a year.

She had been out of the country for a year and I actually didn’t recognize her out of the corner of my eye. Funny, because while she was gone I kept thinking that I saw her and then realizing that, no, she’s in Scotland so not so much. But while she was away short brown curly hair turned into long black curly hair and I almost missed her today.

She is ever the same though, within 3 minutes of running into her we’re in line for coffee and the guy in front of her has already struck up a conversation. He looks like he would love to follow her home. She looks politely interested. Wherever we are, boys talk to Rachel. She is the literal boy magnet, in a totally non blonde sexpot way.

In quick succession we run into Becky and Marina and I spend my afternoon on a couch sucking down hot chocolate and watching the fog on the lagoon with old friends rather than immersed in history classes.

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I’m kind of cheating on this blog. I’m taking a Diaries class in CCS where we write diary entries (fake or real) and bring them into class for a kind of writers roundtable. The entries are written under pen names and I spend the majority of the class period attempting to figure out who wrote what.

My entries are not really entries, per se, but rather in the form of letters. I’ve structured them as kind of a peek into the life of Miss Charlotte Lacey-Gray, circa 1936. I’m having lots of fun with it and vastly enjoying the anonymity but it has rather sucked my creative well (more like a puddle) dry.

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Preparations for Halloween in Isla Vista continue. I find myself pulling back more and more from the hoopla. I have no desire to do anything or be anything or drink anything for that matter. I’m just … eh. I think I’ll just stay home with a good movie.

4:10 p.m. October 06, 2004

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“Y’all aren’t from around here, are ya.” - August 21, 2005
1:20 – 2:30 – 5th period. My Waterloo. - June 29, 2005
You know I love you. I’ll never hurt you again, baby, I swear. - May 18, 2005
Don’t be jealous. Not everyone can be us. - March 13, 2005
Conclusion: Albertsons is hiding the good Ice Cream from me. - March 08, 2005

The Many And Scary Ways They Get Here
stealing co-worker's panties ... Clio's Boobs ... Lindsey Lohan Panties ... urge to pee bad ... see through undies ... ado nudiste ... glimpse of my panties. ... vibrating excersizers poking through ... William Hung phone number ... UCSB girls are stupid ... sitting wearing short skirt ... Drunken Spring Cove

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