Sigourney Weaver, an aerobirthday and a new counting.
Wednesday, 06/22/05 - 10:23 am.

I couldn't add an entry last night, so here it is, with a few additions:

I came home after class [last night] and found a woman who looked like Sigourney Weaver. After a few thoughts, I recognized her as my aunt, my mother's brother's wife. Speaking of which, he thought I was my brother's wife.

I have a day off tomorrow [today].

IT'S JOEY KRAMER'S BIRTHDAY!!! (the Aerosmith drummer, duh). HAPPY [belated] BIRTHDAY TO HIM!!!

Some people, Victor included, were talking about their Jose Saramago autographs. I felt jealous and miserable. [Today on the newspaper there was a very small note about that event, I'm assuming because he is communist; an article said something about people attending: intelectuals, students, professors, artists and other socialists. Oh, so I'm a socialist now. This journalist is pure filth]

Lots of works to do. Surprise, surprise. [yeah, that hasn't changed]

So, um...hey, Joseph and I have been dating for three whole days today. Joy.

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