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2003-09-02 - 1:16 a.m. I keep bugging Leah to update and she didn’t. Then she bugged me to update for her so I am. In case you haven’t guessed from the twisted syntax I’m Gordon. I’ve been having trouble updating my own diary lets see how I can do with My Beloved, Beatific, Batnosed, Embryo’s. Leah is the happiest she has been since I met her. What is responsible for this? Cherchez le homme (did I say that right?). His name is Ray and they met two weeks ago today. Since then they have had two rendezvous and a caper. They have been talking every night. Remarkably Leah still talks to me every night too. Everybody but her t bug him to get a picture up online. I want to know what he looks like. He is a college student, works at the Wa Wa, and is running for the NJ State Assembly on the Green Party line. On the home front Leah’s rats, The Cheat and Moxie, are doing fine. They seem to get along and are engaging in an alternate life style. Ray thinks this is scary. The Cheat’s hobbies tormenting Moxie and spelunking. Anyone know what that means? I will not go into detail. I think I’ve managed to write enough to keep Leah happy and not enough to make her want to kill me. I made no references to baseball or gaming. She should give me a cookie.
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