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dinner evening 30 January 2002 I'm at Dude's now, about to munch chicken / spaghetti by Chef Gene. Dude is reading the Service Agreement with his potential new cell phone company: "We may change your number at any time." "We may change your billing cycle at any time." (I'm so far behind on my journal, that I fear I may never catch up, so I'm just going to start again.) Today after work I said HI to Jennifer at Paint This! and picked up Bryn and Elizabeth's pieces, which look great! I helped Jennifer load the kiln and then zipped home. Almost went to Dude's house unannounced, but chose not to. Upon arrival at home, I said HI to Andrea who was interested in my pottery adventures. Turns out that she has thrown several pieces (not "thrown" in the shatter sense, but "thrown" in the creation sense) and such. I showed her and Alana two of my plates; Andrea showed me her pieces. She offered me some spaghetti, which I accepted, and before it was served, Dude called and asked if I was coming over for Wednesday night dinner. Oh shit I forgot about Wednesday night dinner! Turns out dinner at Dude's wouldn't be ready for a while, so I completed dinner at A & A's and then rode over to Dude's where I am now. Dinner is on. zzzz 11pm 30 January 2002 Cool. Amy has the same dancing-technique as me. Dance alone, who cares what we look like, dance to sweat. Awesome. Dude is choosing not to sign the contract for the phone. Gene's rechargable battery pack quit working. Dude is going to make a fake Promote-Houston website:
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