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September 1, 2000: i change my clothes ten times


I'm in the midst of packing in preparation to move out of my room again, to move into the largest room in the apartment, as I described in a previous journal entry.

It's very hot. 88 degrees Farenheit outside, probably about 90 in my room.

I'm on my third shirt for the day. Here's what happened to the second one.

And that's without doing any serious labor (did take apart one piece of furniture, but it just required a screwdriver and an allen wrench, not back-breaking sledgehammer work).

So, busy busy busy, and nothing to say.

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