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Friday, June 22, 2001
"We're all jerks," a boy once told me. "All of us." ...Hmm.
14:42
Thursday, June 21, 2001
"I would like a career of something." -- Sammy, Reality Bites
11:20
I don't know much about this lil event, but apparently today is the first day of summer, and there's a blackout from 7-10pm. So if you agree with the cause and the rationale, turn off the lights.
09:34
Wednesday, June 20, 2001
You can get to this very page from lindsaymuscato.com.
22:26
Random thought: So, this journalism thing. I'm thinking it's not for me. Or at least, not office journalism. My head goes numb staring at gray walls. My knees hate sitting behind a desk. My carpal tunnels are very unhappy about the computer. I need something to keep me rolling so I don't feel like I'm grinding through the day. But I was not born to be a reporter. That much is clear every time an editor looks at me like I'm just a little remedial. I don't know how I ended up as an intern here, in the American Society of Magazine Editors program. I think each thing I've done has banked off the previous thing, creating me, a monstrous conglomeration of stuff I did -- but never did particularly brilliantly. In school they always told us to look good on paper. But they never told us to actually become good at something we enjoyed. Shock.
16:20
Monday, June 18, 2001
Last weekend I went to meet up with David, his friend Sarah, and a bunch of his friends from high school for dinner, about an hour and a half away by Metro. Everything added up to make me feel really out of it. They all knew each other, and I only had a few hours to get used to the situation. Tensions all around. But somehow I missed the last train home. So I ended up playing a cheesy trivia game with everyone until 5 a.m. ("Battle of the Sexes" ... dun dun dun!) and sleeping on a carpet with some adorable but ringworm-infested cats. And for some reason it was fun. We made sandwiches for a picnic with everyone, and Sarah's friend Abby came along, too. On the way to the park, it was like an 80's movie... three girls in a jeep, cruising along in the sunshine, when some blonde guy pulls up next to us in *his* jeep and says, "Hey girls, where you going?" At the park I waded in a creek, almost died of a gravel-related incident, and played. Finally. Abby drove me to my train, and on the way we made a slurpee run.
18:16
Sunday, June 17, 2001
"Been beat up... been broken down... nowhere but up when you're face down, on the ground..." -- Audio Adrenaline
21:14
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