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November 05, 2001-9:15 p.m. Yesterday was the trucker�s daughter�s birthday. There was a cake for her on Friday but she wasn�t at work because her daughter (the trucker�s daughter�s daughter) was ill, so the cake was eaten without her. About the only thing anyone said to her about her birthday was that the cake was good. It must really suck to be her! **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
