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Tuesday, Dec. 24, 2002 | link I'm in San Diego right now for Christmas, staying at my aunt and uncle's house along with my mom and my stepfather and I think like thirteen other family members, and between all the shopping and wrapping and tagging and gorging and special Christmas slipper-wearing and family time, I feel kind of like I've been submerged in a weird sensory deprivation tank. A very, very sunny sensory deprivation tank. I went and trotted around the track of the local high school yesterday -- which is kind of the linchpin in my plan to avoid going completely batty crackers, that, and trying not to eat too much of the marshmallowy, cashewy, brainswashy food that makes me so happy when I'm eating it, but so wallowy and morose when I'm done -- and I think I got a little bit of a sun burn. And, I don't know, sunburns aren't very Christmasexy. And that's it. A small sunburn is the extent of my news for the past week. Oh and my skin is really bad. I have a third eye. Also a fourth eye on my cheek. Enough to drive in the carpool lane! Next up: Los Angeles for a lot of hot baby action and TOTAL RAGING! In the meantime, stay cute, gentle sailors! Stay cute.
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