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my puppy passed away last night. i'm still in a way in denial. maybe because i wasn't there. i hate myself for not being there. shannon is leaving mon. i'm going home tomorrow to say goodbye. i feel like i've said that a lot lately. oh a lighter note. franklin my fish is doing just perfect.
i'm this walking time bomb and i hate it. when is it too late to throw in the bucket? i'm working the fashion show tonight for the weekender, which has taken over my life and it's hot and sticky outside.