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2002-04-13 - 6:43 p.m. Okay, okay, I'll write another entry. Here, here are my wrists, just gash them and drink my blood, why don't you? Hee So. The concert last night was a lot of fun. I got a picture, an autograph, a song request, and was recognized. He's an incredible musician and performer in general, and if he ever swings by your neighborhood, go and see him! (My British and European readers, you're missing out on something special, my friends. Nyah nyah.) Today, I went to see my sister at Think Day. For those of you not cool enough to know what Think Day is, it's when teams from different middle schools get together and have a big trivia competition, more or less. I'm too lazy to explain how it works. If you really, really, really want to know, ask me. Freak. Anyway, I wore my shirt from when I was in Think Day (the famous BENDER shirt), and cheered them on, trying to psychically send the answers to my sister. It didn't work. But seeing her there in her BENDER shirt (different design, of course, it's different every year) made me feel all warm and squishy and proud. Or something. We went out for Korean/Japanese food afterwards, and I cheated on my diet majorly. I won't do it again, though, I promise. The diet gods punished me already, there was a *lot* of wasabi in my kappamaki.... Well, until we meet again, this is Leah, the three-headed llama.
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