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The Diary
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Short and Sweet This is not going to be a long entry. I am tired and I have a headache. In alittle bit here, I have to start getting ready for work. I don't want to go to work. The boss is going to be cranky and moody, and being there would just be blahhh. I also need to call my dad back, he called and left a message asking if I am coming to Thanksgiving or not. In all honest, I don't think I can. One, Matt is not joining my family this year, two I am working on Thanksgiving and three my car is to shitty to drive all that way to Tampa. I have to figure something out. If I don't there are going to be some upset people. Anyway, otherwise things are going ok. I am still having those dreams off and on, but nothing really to talk about. Oh and next Sunday, I am off and Ryan an I are going to go out finally do something. I want to start my Christmas shopping. I don't know if he wants to be, the sooner I start less rush it is for me next month. I ordered that book I was talking about (see last entry or two). Should be here soon, atleast I hope. Otherwise, things are going ok and I am sorry for the lack of updates. I promise the next entry will something to eat popcorn with. Later! --Ally |