Wednesday, April 18th, 2001 | 9:32
Mr. Mister missed her.

I almost cried this morning for someone I've never met.

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I almost wore my red shirt today, but figured it would bring me down.

Nope.

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I made myself a smoked turkey sandwich with dijon mustard on twelve-grain bread this morning. I think I there was too much mustard as it sent flames shooting out of my ears.

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I don't want to buy lunch. I want to buy things.

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moustache

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