June 21st, 2002


Zero Hour, 9 p.m.

And I'm going to be high as a kite by then.

Today's the day. I figured since I had been such a good and patient little girl waiting for it, I desreved my rarely-eaten but oh-so-delicious breakfast of champions, I heard Elvis's Suspicious Minds playing in the deli. Normally, any Elvis in the morning is good luck, but for some reason, this one just feels bigger. I was filled with a joy and excitement that almost made me burst into tears.

Yes, I'm that excited. I need this weekend in a big big way.
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