08 Jun 2001, 12:01 p.m.

Just had to record this

Me: Dad, I know there are a lot of things that you wish you'd done, but you can't just use us [his two children] to get them done for you through us. Dad: Why not? …

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08 Jun 2001, 2:06 a.m.

Panic-p

My last night in Stockton. I'm (re)packing, trying to keep track of about sixteen different things-to-do in my head and on paper. I know that I *chose* to do this, that I'm the one who …

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07 Jun 2001, 2:08 a.m.

Recent Dreams

Odd dreams I've had somewhat recently, that I feel I should record somehow. Around half a year ago, I had a dream that my mind was somehow, Timequake-style perhaps, transferred to the body of some …

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07 Jun 2001, 1:53 a.m.

Devotion Demotion

Thoughts from the Puja (Brunching style): For the first time in my life, I'm seriously questioning the existence of God. Is incense smoke carcinogenic? How much? More or less than cigarette or beedi smoke? Was …

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06 Jun 2001, 2:08 a.m.

Girlfriend in a SoMa

Kurt Vonnegut, Bertrand Russell, Star Trek, Martin Gardner, The Smiths, Big Tobacco, Angel, Robert Browning. So today I finished Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut. Sure, I also packed a great deal for the St. Petersburg trip, …

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04 Jun 2001, 10:01 a.m.

Dude, Where's My Activity?

Today -- not much. Shopped and otherwise prepared for the Russia trip, took a long nap, reread Go Jump in the Pool! by Gordon Korman, e-mailed a bit, read some of The Age of Kali …

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04 Jun 2001, 2:26 a.m.

Milk, cheese, bread, diary

A tiny little litany of what I've done today. I played mini-golf with Steve/holeburning, the second person in two days to drive down from the SanFran Bay Area to come see me in scenic Stockton. …

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03 Jun 2001, 3:40 a.m.

In a small golf pond, I'll be a big fish

So much fun yesterday! An all-day Fun Session with Leonard made Stockton more bearable, despite the fact that it was Expletive-Gerund Hot. So we played miniature golf at Golfland. He beat me narrowly. We both …

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01 Jun 2001, 9:32 a.m.

It's brainwane-o Bandito, the Bandit brainwane

What else is there to do in Stockton, California, but write diary entries and emails, delay learning more Russian, get scared at travel advisories, read the work of dead white guys, and complain about the …

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30 May 2001, 12:36 p.m.

The Heartbreak Of St. Petersburg

All of a sudden, I have a sense of style. No, it's not sudden. It's just surfacing. I hesitate to either say that it has sprouted, or that I was pushing its head down with …

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