2003-05-03 - 1:31 a.m.

What to write?

Vancouver beat the Wild tonight. It was a good game. Interestingly enough, I knew one of the players from my childhood in Elliot Lake. Jeremy Stevenson was the son of one of my mom's best friends. I was good friends with his younger brother for many years and it was weird to see him playing in an NHL playoff game. Such a small world...

It's my brother's birthday tomorrow. Well, technically today, but .. enh. I feel like flying an F16. Or zapping hellish baddies with lightning. Or shaping the future of small helpless communities with the hand of a god. I should sleep. My head is jung low. Look at it, hanging there. I know I am bad.

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