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Jan. 15th, 2006

At about 5 last night I called my landlord's cell phone and left a message. Haven't heard from her at all. Meanwhile my back door won't open and I've got this new patch of mold on the bedroom wall that I didn't clean yesterday because I wanted her to see it.

And now I want to go do something. But I probably won't. 'Cause I don't like to go places by myself. The end.