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Thursday, July 14, 2005
My darlings.
I hate being sick. I hate being sick severely. I hate fevers, vomiting, headaches, earaches, swollen glands, and wanting to shove a white hot poker into my skull to relieve the pressure. (Tonsillitus is a vicious lover.)
But I do love the love that comes my way when I've disappeared due to illness. Thanks for all your calls and psychic well wishes. Tomorrow I'll be back at work, and then you can refer to me in my new pimp name-
"Fadeproof G. Trump"
Also, I've been planning a list of why I love my friends (yes I know, AGAIN) so look out for that soon.
I can't help having such bombtastic friends that I want to shout out their names all the time. A girl could do much much worse than this!
9:33 PM
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