| Monday, March 24, 2003 |
 | It's diamonique week in the Venusberg.
When the dog barked, when the bee stung, when I was feeling sad, the undergraduate Dan frequently soothed and smoothed the fevered brow by collapsing in front of QVC and slowly being convinced that, yes, Diamonique was indeed much better than real diamonds.
Regrettably, since graduation I have not watched enough television to justify getting any of the many goggle-enhancing digisatellicable possibilities, but I know at least that I have an ally in Meg, who has discovered apparently the greatest warrior of television selling, Andy Hodgson.
I read about the fate of Peter Simon, apparently resolving that they'll pay, they'll all pay in the graveyard shift, but it hurts my sould that I may never have a chance actually to see it for myself before he goes insane with a sniper rifle. Hopefully once I get broadband this week, I shall be able to stream Bid-Up TV live...
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