dear journal,
today a hippie screamed at me for seven minutes about how eggs are aborted chicken fetuses, the top of my arms smell of"Moonstar's" B.O.", and i ate a hot dog from costco and loved it.
over all i'd say it was a productive day. i can't stand how tired i am but im still going to talk the cat out for a walk.
forever,
retty
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