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11:21 p.m. - September 29, 2002
Since I am still doing work for school, I don't have much time. But I went to Dillard's with my family, and my mom, wanting to save a ton of money, returned a bunch of things and bought them again after opening a charge account at Dillard's. I felt bad for the sweet guy working at the section my mom did this--he was so nice, great service. Best part, he was so cute... And if my parents weren't there, and I was not so embarassed by the fact my mom did the whole let's save money thing, well...I still wouldn't have the guts to hit on him. Furthermore, I wouldn't even be in that section (Tommy Hilfiger Men's section). If I ever end up at that mall again, maybe I'll have to wander around to see if Jason--that's his name--is there. But it's doubtful I'll end up there again within this month. And I'd probably scurry by, eyes cast to the ground if I saw him. But man, that guy was cute. But he had terrible handwriting. It looked like a third-grader's. I spent yesterday evening making rubber stamps. I made several DaDa stamps, and I'm making one as I type my counseling handouts. And I hope this one comes out--it's a neat picture of Hannah Hoch. And I need to buy some more blocks to mount the little rubber things on. I'm pleased with myself, since I've never done anything like this. It's not the best quality, I know, and it can be improved, but at least I have a new artsy hobby now and a new way to decorate things. Back to typing and to check on my rubber stamp mold.
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