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7:02 a.m. - September 18, 2003 Last night with Ryan ended early - abruptly - unpleasantly - though he called to apologize later. I don't want to talk about it. Sorry, Oz. Spec called and was pissed off that I was on the phone for a while - and it was too late to call him back, so this morning the phone rings and he drills me and I became angry and what a way to start a morning. I don't fit in anywhere, not with guys, not with women, not with people. Eh. The dog next door still likes me.
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