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1/28/2004

Come over right now with Cool Ranch Doritos and juice, and you'll be my best friend, whoever you are. I'll conk out from exhaustion shortly after devouring them, though, so you might want to beat a quick path out. Unless you want to snuggle with me all night, 'cause I'm craving that, too.

I'll go guzzle some water from the fridge outside my door, and crash into bed now. A busy day of showering and scripting awaits me tomorrow. If I'm lucky, I may even have some time to play Diablo.


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