August 24th, 2002


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Tomorrow I depart early in the morning for a brutish ritual of my youth. A ritual that I have taken part in, in one of many different forms, for the past 10 years. It is an event of ritual screams, rythmic dancing, and staged conflict in a large group.

I'm going to a college football game. I have season tickets this year. Yay!
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