Crown Zero

Saturday, December 07, 2002:

Jenna, you forgot the dirtiest of them all:

"Into the garbage chute, flyboy!"
Christopher // 8:35 AM

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Wednesday, December 04, 2002:

check it out-

www.mp3.com/the_kickstart

right now!
Joe // 12:17 PM
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Oh and Jenna, I skipped psych today in favor of studying my ass off for my Social Psych exam, which is tonight at 6. Hope you aren't too pissed about that. Hopefully we can get together before wednesday and I can get those notes, is that cool?

Joe // 11:50 AM

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No Jenna, we're not avoiding you! Lately you've been sick and Reed had that thesis, so if I didn't call as much as usual, it's just because I know you're busy. That's all.

Oh yeah - and the reason I didn't call tonite is because I didn't get home until 10:30. I totally thought I was leaving my parents house at 7:00, I had no idea it was that late. Sorry!!!
Christopher // 2:18 AM

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Tuesday, December 03, 2002:

Man, I had this messed up dream last night. I was in a movie where my parents (who played by different people than my actual parents) were trying to kill me on a houseboat. Anyways, I escaped, swam to the shores of Boston, and recruited the police department there to save me. But then it got boring, so the dream started over again. I had to escape my parent's houseboat all over again, but this time I swam to the shores of Jamaica, and this time my parents were in hot pursuit. So I ran around the shantytowns and shores until finally I came to a high-class hotel on the beach. And then this really hot chick let me hide in her room and we did it a few times. But eventually my parent's gang caught me, put me in a room, put a sack over my head, and shot me in the face with a machine gun. Wierd!
Christopher // 12:46 PM

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