Wednesday, March 22, 1995
When I begin this journal entry, it is eight-oh-five, Wednesday night. I'm in the Library/Media Center office, basically drunk off my ass. I'm here to kind of supervise the library during Knowledge Bowl during the final round of its year-long competition this year (of course, I was supposed to be here at six-thirty only to arrive here at seven-fifteen
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