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Written 4:16 PM to 5:22 PM Friday, September 8, 2000

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Music:

JOHN SCOFIELD
BUMP

I've finally figured out a foolproof way to get out of doing things I don't want to.  I bought a planner.

I carry it around with me, and whenever somebody tries to schedule time with me, I open it up, look at it, and shake my head regretfully.  "Gosh," I say apologetically, "I'm booked right through next month."

Of course, if anybody looks over my shoulder and sees the blank pages, I'm fucked.