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Friday August 10 2001 - 12:38 p.m. Meanwhile, a week later... I did this thing, babies. This thing that I was worried was stupid. But I have spoken to a few people that I respect very much, and the basic consensus is: Wow! That takes balls! And you're a girl! AND That is so brave! And so on. So now, although it was a scary thing, that thing I did, I feel better about it. And Jason is okay with it too. So that's what really makes me feel better. Cause he knows things. He is a man who knows. Yes. All in all, yes, this is a good, good scary thing. Because now I am happy again. My back is not all tied up in knots. I feel... well, like I was packed all up in cotton before and now I'm not. I feel. Ahhhhhhh... I'm back, you lovely boys and girls. I love all. If you could see me, you'd see I'm smiling and it's not one of those closed-lip smiles I usually do because I have crooked canines. Oh yeah, boy. Experience my canines. Smoooch,
-Mlle R
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