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2:00 p.m., Aug. 18, 2003

My boss just bought a fuckload of ice cream bars in honor of a co-worker's birthday. I had a Fudgesicle. There is seriously enough ice cream to last us until December.

I am so easily placated.

Said co-worker told me a story today about how he almost died on his 25th birthday because he thought he was snorting cocaine and it was really heroin.

I love this guy. He tells these stories like the way most people talk about what they ate for breakfast. (I had a Nutrigrain bar and some coffee, thanks for asking.) Last week, when I noted that Dennis DeYoung of Styx would be serving ice cream at the Ben & Jerry's store on Randolph, he told me that he drove to Arizona with their bassist once. The bassist didn't say a word the whole trip.

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