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:: Sunday, December 30, 2001 ::
Aden didn't call.
*Why* didn't he call?
::sigh::
'ris came over again tonight and we went out to WalMart. They opened a new one in sayreville. I got an inflatable bed and a sheet set for when Dani comes here. 'ris says boys will be boys and not to sweat the fact that Aden didn't call.
Come to think of it, british Rog didn't call either. God damn it. New Year's is shaping up to be a damned lonely night. I want to be with Aden, damnit. He's cute and we talked and he was supposed to call. Blegh. Why don't guys ever call when they say they're going to? Really pisses me off.
Lonely and bummed;
Peace out
:: Fox 12/30/2001 08:32:00 PM [Say what?] ::
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