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Sunday, Mar. 24, 2002 ~ 11:40 p.m.

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heh . . . I'm not so sure I wanted him to kiss me, but I'm not so sure I didn't want him to either . . . after all, if I didn't want him to, don't you think I wouldn't have let him?

If it weren't so late, and I had gotten more sleep this weekend, I'd write more, but you'll all have to wait til tomorrow morning . . . after I've slept.

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