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July 15, 2003-6:56 p.m. Yesterday, I was talking to a friend on the phone. I had called her to tell her it was Bastille Day and ask if she wanted to dress like peasants from Les Miserable and wave baguettes angrily at passersby. She declined. She did, however, ask about Diego and how he is doing. Sa: "He doesn't like any animals other than himself." "Friend": "Just like you." **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
