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Being several hundred miles from the one you love is a hideous thing. I need a new job, one that doesn't send me away from the only person whom I care for, the only one who understands me in all my wierdness. How sad is this, sitting at a computer terminal in the lobby of a hotel, thinking of my girl, and not being able to give her a big hug? Man,
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I miss you too. A LOT. Like...THHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSS much.
But you come home tomorrow, and we'll spend all night together. And there shall be much food and fun.
I have to get ready for work now: I can't wait to see you babe.
Jules
P.S. They have internet in Michigan? ::goes off to work and ponders the thought::
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