Wednesday November 1, 00 

First things first: thanks to everyone who has visited my webjournal so far. 
I really appreciate the fact that people actually want to read my random 
thoughts. I love you guys. 
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As I stated in my last entry I volunteered to be a subject in a 
psychological experiment. I was hoping to get some super psycho-active 
drugs and trip the light fantastic but I was unfortunetly wrong. 

The test had mostly to do with word recognition, and (I'm guessing) 
emotional response. I had to sit in a chair facing a computer screen with 
my face pressed against a pair of goggles and say words I saw on a screen. 
Then I had to fill out a survey asking me to rate how I felt at the 
momment. Despair? very little, somewhat, moderatly, always, extremely. 
Geeze...hmmm...some of the feelings they had were like worried or lonely. I 
feel those all the time practically. I mean, I am a 20-something year old 
stuck in middle of the tundra!!! 

The only redeaming values from the experiment was: 1> I did a little community 
service 2> the student was really cute and had a sexy accent. 
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So, the snow is back and with a vegence. It snowed the night before Halloween. 
However, the next day the snow had turned from happy soft snow to angry 
slippery ice. I am terribly phobic about falling and getting a massive head 
injury. My wonderous roommate, Andrea, came to my rescue and let me 
borrow her father's shoe claw-things tastefully called CRAMPONS. Okay, I 
know it is childish but...come on! Crampons? Sounds like a rejected 
feminine hygene product from the turn of the century. I picture a big 
pink bull-clip for some reason. 

Anyway, the crampons (giggle) at first were AWFUL. I didn't have them on 
tight enough (giggle) and they kept slipping and then with my long nails 
it was terribly hard to get them off. I managed to get half-way through 
the day without slipping, but my luck ran out after lunch and while 
walking with Andrea I felt the ice drawing me down...I knew I was falling 
so I bent my knees and put my arms out. I fell slowly down and got back 
up immediatly. Andrea was amazed, "Wow, you fell so gracefully!" Well, 
but of course, I am, after all, an actress! 
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I went to Barnes & Noble to buy a book to read. I intended to buy 
just ONE book, but I fear I have a disease known as "Barnes&Noble-itus." 
This disease does not allow a person to simply buy one book/magazine/newspaper 
at a Barnes&Noble. I usually leave that store with a small fortune's worth 
of books. Is it in the jazzy music they play? Maybe it is the lighting? 
Chemicals in the carpet? Who knows! I am very happy with my purchases. I bought "Catcher in the Rye" by J.D. Salinger, 
"The Road to Mars" by Eric Idle and "When Bad Things Happen to Other People" 
by John Portman. I can't wait to get to each one. Yippy Skippy! 
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Well, folks. I must bid you adou (is that spelled right?). I must rest-
up for my battle with the slippery ice tommorow. Wish me luck! 

Smooches!