August 4, 1990 (i’m gonna stop with the italics, it’s sorta driving me batty) Dad can be such a jerk. He’s done nothing but bitch at me since I walked in the restaurant. He got…

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Natalie wins the best comment of the day thus far award with, “Ah! Aaaaaah! I loved Europe, too! I used to write “Joey Tempest is a 100% babe!” on my notebooks. And get mad when…

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Friday June 15, 1990 I’ve been home for about a half hour. John’s party was great. I learned more about Rob tonight then ever before. He kissed me. A sweet, thank you, nice to know…

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i guess this is the benefit of being the one who cooks, the leftovers. i am enjoying the leftover fajitas muchly. and as i enjoy, i am still oddly impressed with the TTHM’s fajita making…

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Sat. Aug. 5, 1989 I’m glad I’m not an orphan, I couldn’t handle it. I feel like such a nusiance to my family. Patty and Greg are going to buy our house, and now I…

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ahh, i’ve opened diet coke #2, i’m pondering some lunch and i’ve just recently come from the shower. we should be good to go for another five or so hours without incidence. joots thinks that…

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