T.R. log, day 4...
i don't even know what the hell color the jacket is today... khaki? greenish? tan? herringboned? but this, with a dark striped shirt and black pants. sandy and i think he looks nice. andrew says we're both wrong.
former location of the long and twisted tale of one girl's awkward journey through misdiagnosis and diagnosis...and right back around to undiagnosis! current location of that same girl's misadventures and rare strokes of genius, and the occasional tale from law school and young lawyerdom.
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GASP!!! you used his real name! now i'm in quite the conundrum... do i do something as abhorrent as censor one of my commenters? or do i let it go, in the hopes that i somehow avoid the incriminating power of google?
what's a girl to do?
let go of this dark infatuation that is sure to end in disillusionment and pain by valentine's day. dra
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