2002-01-29 - 11:58 p.m.

Weirdness. Ellen came over, and we went out to dinner and to the movies ( Storytelling - Todd, I love you! So good) and then out for some drinks, and I walked her to the train station and then came home. And I opened my refrigerator, and there is a bag of Chinese food in there. And I didn't put it there.

I'm all freaked out. I guess Ellen must have had it in her backpack, and put it in there. That's the only logical explanation, right? Unless that googler has broken in and left me Chinese food.

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