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Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

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Sunday, 20 June 1999

20 June 1999

I had fun last night, dancing with friends until they all drifted off. Then chatting with Stew who I hardly ever talk to nowdays. Before walking home. At about two oclock this morning it was really frost so i bought an ice cream from the willowbank dairy. A nostalgia moment for me, since the last really frost night wehen i was walking home from town it was with Per after seeing "Batman and Robin" at Hoyts Six and we bought ice creams because he had some deluded idea about it making us feel warmer.
My ride just arrived for dress rehersals.
The theatre was just the same as last time I was there. All the novelty has worn off completely. Though on the good side I have had one of my solos given to someone else so I won't have to sing it. YAY, less for me to have to embarrase myself with. And I'm in a rather foul temper after rehersing, or maybe just coz I had to have tea with my mother and her idiot b/f.
So I'll go be nasty to the people on IRC instead of taking it out on you, my readers.

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