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July 22, 1999.

9:29 a.m.

I feel like garbage. This cold just won't go away. Now I'm in the "weird tasting stuff at the back of your throat" phase. Disgusting. Decided to take the afternoon off to sleep & see if I can get better that way.

Found myself checking out a 14 year old today. I want to go home.

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