February 9th, 2015

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Dear Journal,

     I asked him to coffee. He said yes. It's tomorrow. What do I do. I don't have anything to wear oh my God. This is not okay why did I do that. I'm gonna die. He said yes. I swear I'm really straight. Woah. Woah. I need to ask Fry for help. He's French. Woah.

     Let's all just forget that that last paragraph was a grammatical catastrophe and talk about how pleasant the detail on the walls are.

-Spater McStarch

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