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Aug. 13th, 1996 11:59 pmAugust 13, 1996
Paternal Aunt J called. We talked about Shawn. Crazy kid.
My cold has struck after crying last night about the Lady E and the rubble of the relationship. It was yesterday or thereabouts. Something. It was my first serious proposal of marriage. No, it was the eleventh. What a stupid day.
Set self on fire, got little brother to spray mother (he didn’t think he’d obey him), adresses letters at random, playing with his littlest brother’s hula-hoop and hits step-mother with it, lights incense and gets hairspray and discovers he is on fire and gets himself out by stomping on it.
Paternal Aunt J called. We talked about Shawn. Crazy kid.
My cold has struck after crying last night about the Lady E and the rubble of the relationship. It was yesterday or thereabouts. Something. It was my first serious proposal of marriage. No, it was the eleventh. What a stupid day.
Set self on fire, got little brother to spray mother (he didn’t think he’d obey him), adresses letters at random, playing with his littlest brother’s hula-hoop and hits step-mother with it, lights incense and gets hairspray and discovers he is on fire and gets himself out by stomping on it.
