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2005-04-21 - 2:51 a.m.

It's late. But I think I may ask this girl who shares the office with me to go to a party next week. I'm not all that skilled in asking people out. She's pretty. She's got streaks of gray hair and she seems to like me. I do not have gray streaks but I have some blond in the hair on my chin and upper lip.

I went to the convenience store a few hours ago. As I got to the counter, this guy (his boyfriend was leaving the store) came back to the counter because he'd forgotten his receipt. The cashier asked him what was on his shirt. He moved this giant gold chain so she could read it. She told him she wasn't wearing her glasses. He read it for her. "Where There's Smoke, There's Fire," he said. "Where there's smoke, there's fire," she said, laughing. "That's right."

And then she rang up my cigarettes and I paid, and she was still laughing about the shirt. "Where there's smoke, there's fire," she said to the other cashier. I think she really liked that shirt.

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