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(8pm) I went out and bought the materials to build a couple bookshelves. (I decided I deserved a Xmas present.) (Will I be able to deal with being organized?)
I called Carrie to thank her for inviting me to her party, and we had a really nice visit. (She says the party got wilder after I left. (I missed out again.)-(Or was it my absence which allowed it to get wild?)) (She says the woman I fell in lust with stripped naked, posed for nude photos and did a couple of the guys at the party.)
Now back to poetry corner: