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6:27 a.m. - 2007-11-01 I just said to Ned "I wish that I had a poutine!" He made a sympathetic noise and then said "I could go for a donnair, myself!" Hallo, Steph! I found 15 gum pieces and three spiders on the porch, so technically we didn't actually run out. It really was good fun, though. I am really, hungry right now. oooh, chicken! Good! I have taken the healthy step to psychically back away from the two friends who are having mental health issues. Firstly, I do not think that I can do anything useful to help. Secondly, and this will sound selfish, so go ahead and blast me, but---the manipulations are making me angry. Even though I know that lies and games are all part of the illness, nonetheless (is that a word?) it makes me angry on a small level. I don't want that to grow at all. Now I must go do something useful. 2 comments
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