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Date:2005-10-28 23:43
Mood: blank

Ok. So.

The party was ... well ... not what I was expecting. I kinda got the feeling that it was gonna be a bunch of over-stuffed old guys, smoking cigars, and bullshitting. And while it kinda was, I also met a girl named Pam. Kinda missed catching her last name, but I scored her phone number, and I ended up calling her up like ten minutes ago. Asked Al to get us reservations over at that new place by Robinson Park, so we're going to dinner. And I'm supposed to pick her up in like an hour, and I have no idea what I'm gonna wear that won't get wrecked on the bike. I'm thinking something sorta dress-casual. Nice jeans and a sweater or something.

Oh. And speaking of the bike, Bruce and I found some stiff in the Harbor this morning. Some doctor guy, according to the ID Gordon gave us. Guy's tox report came back with a ton of stuff I had no idea what was, but Bruce didn't look too thrilled. Can't blame him, though - to have that much crap in your system, you'd have to have been poisoned.

Anyway, I'm gonna split.

Here's to hoping the signal doesn't show up while we're at dinner.

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Date:2005-07-02 00:12
Mood: annoyed

God, I'm an asshole.

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Date:2005-06-30 04:14
Mood: exhausted

Bruce came in tonight wearing lipstick.


Asked him about it, and he dodged the question - all he'd tell me was that he saved the girl or something. So I figure he ran into an old flame or something. Cause I don't know anyone who'd make out with Bruce as Batman ... or better yet, anyone who'd he'd let make out with him. And him and Chase broke it off.

I was gonna ask Al about it tomorrow, but I mentioned doing that to Bruce and now I don't think he's gonna. So I figure maybe I could use the computer down in the Batcave or something to figure it out tomorrow. Cause Bruce was saying how if you feel like something's wrong, it probably is and to use your intuition and yeah, I kinda know that this isn't what he meant. But ... I'm a curious bastard, what can I say?

And it's not like I'm gonna look it up tomorrow and then be all like, "Yo, Bruce." I'm not that stupid.

I gotta know, though. I mean, c'mmon - whoever it was put Bruce in a good mood. So maybe I can set them up to meet more often or something. Who knows? I'm too tired to think about it right now.

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