July 25, 2004

• Gracie-less Day 0, 5 hours and 18 minutes:

  
  

  Focken Miserable.

  
  

  But thank you, John, for making my day SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much better with your consideracy, kindness, and letting me go home by myself in such a manner. Can't ask for a better boyfriend.   ‹ˆ›
  

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  [edit: 12:01AM]

  
  

  Officially graceless for 12 hours. I feel like a zombie. Honestly, I  think we gave Eric's relatives a good scare, walking into the restaurant like that. Judging by our facial expressions, they thought someone died. v____v

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

  We were still able to smile at that time. What was I thinking?! ............

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