June 2004
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June 3rd, 2004.
Walking into the Common Grounds Coffee and Tea House of Arlington, Virginia – at first glance it’s kind of comical. Laptops have sprung at every table like mushrooms, and the outdoor sunshine is almost drown out by the blue-white computer LCD glow. Even upstairs, where the doors haven’t officially opened yet, there are already three…
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June 2nd, 2004.
Last night I dreamt confused dreams of Katie, my crush in high school. We were going to a concert and ran across one another. We were waiting to go in to the show in some sort of cafe or something – and I was nervous and stuttering, she was older and her glasses weren’t quite…
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June 1st, 2004.
Cursed June. Yesterday I had allergies, band practice, and an open mic, and I’ve learned some important lessons. A weird side-effect of playing with your back to an open door – lots of ass shots from the Folk Art Cafe. 1) Band practice is very important, but I’m really having so much fun with the…