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Notes How Depressing.With moving on the horizon I have been going through and sorting EVERYTHING I own. I just unearthed a big box of letters and scribbles from over the years, and I came across this little gem that I wrote to my friend David in High School.
How are you?
I’m sitting in Biology being bored as hell. We’re talking about Darwin and Evolution in animals. I already know all this. So bored…
I want to go home and use my dad’s Nikon digital. Insane urge to take photos… like always.
I have the Linksys shirt on you gave me, and everyone keeps asking what ping time is. For fuck’s sake!
Magun wrote GEEK on my forehead in big block letters. Everyone in the halls is laughing at me, but I don’t really care. They always do, anyway.Written in January of 2004. I was a sad little picked on geek.
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