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today i cried at the philly diner. mommy ordered me cheesecake.
i love her.
i don't love having no money. but wensday is soon enough.
i strongly dislike doing the register at work. i'm hoping marketa found someone to cover her shift so i can do the counter tonight. pills > people.
tonight might be fun. we'll see.
either i'll enjoy myself far too much or be miserable.