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Monday, June 30, 2003
I've been a little stressed out by my job search lately, so I took a little spur of the moment trip down to Chicago. When you're feeling shitty there's nothing like laughing so much in one night that you get a recurring case of hiccups. I hung out with Quentin, Amanda and Charlie Saturday night, and I have no idea what we were talking about, but it must have been really funny, because I had the hiccups for about an hour afterwards. Later that night Q and I met up with some of his friends who were all just fucking hilarious. Some of them actually do improv comedy for real, and so yes, the hiccups returned.
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