January 17, 2002

That’s Not Right

I just got home from work. It’s 10:30 at night.

Someone down the hall is smoking. The air smells like an alkaloid poison that occurs in tobacco.

My Netflix movies are just not showing up any more. They were coming right on top of each other but now they all seem to get lost in the mail.

The CD my Mom got me for Christmas turns out to have some form of duplication protection which makes it impossible for my computer to read it. The only CD player I have is the one in my computer.

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