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03/26/2001 Entry: "Oh yeah, that's it..."

If I don't get home from work until 10:10PM, and it takes me an hour to prepare and eat dinner, and I was already cranky and tired, what made me think, at 9:43PM, that I would actually recode pages to get a start on the impossible task ahead of us tomorrow? What am I, some kind of idiot?

Don't answer that.

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