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Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Hmmmm
It has come to my attention that people might actually read this. Possibly even people I know. I'm not sure how I feel about that. For Cupcake to read it is one thing, but others? Outsiders? OR PEOPLE WHO KNOW ME!?!? That's sorta nerve racking. From hence forth I shall be less candid, I will discuss only the weather! Right. Well it's cold... and, um, dark. Soooo there you have it. Now what? Screw it! I can't take the pressure! I'll tell you what you want to know!....... Ahem. Sorry, panicked there. Anyway if you read this and you think you know who I am, well feel free to pretend that you don't. I'm going to go back to my happy state of being entirely anonymous. Even if it is just in my head. Or you could run up to me screaming about reading any or all of this. Whatever. Your call.
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