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09/21/2002: "Being antisocial"
This sorority rush thing is really getting me down. After meeting 500+ girls last weekend, spending hours each night with my sisters getting ready and decorating, and having 100 women through the house tonight, I'm ready to lock myself in a room away from people for a few days. And if you want to come see me, you have to bring chocolate and sushi and backrubs. And a margarita. I could really use one of those right now.
If I had a dime for every person who's ICQed me and just said, "hi", I would be fucking rich. Here's a hint: if you really want me to talk to you, you have to say something other than:
1. hi
2. Wanna fuck?
3. Anything including enough punctuation marks to feed a starving nation for years.
And I'm STILL furious that someone tried to hack my GUESTBOOK, of all things. Perpetrator: identify yourself!!