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Saturday, April 2nd, 2005
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8:55p - Huh?
It's pretty weird. My inbox is full of messages from girls that go to my school. Why is it that the subject line of like, all of them involve Mori? That's kind of strange. First off, I'm not sure how all these girls got my email, and second of all, Mori has his own email. Why don't they just email him? Oh well.
Let's see. In other news, I think I'm going to take Fernando on a walk sometime soon. We've practiced around the room enough, I think he's ready for the real thing. He's also ready for a bath. Man, he smells horrible.
Neesan sure is getting annoying with this whole blackmail thing. She keeps adding things on to my sentence. Weird things. Things like "pose for a picture with Mori." See? Things keep going back to Mori! It's weird. But with all these things she's forcing me to do, I'm about ready to just tell my parents about Fernando. I'm really not worried about how Mom would react. Hell, she never gets off the phone. I don't think I can tell her. I'm just afraid Fernando will run around and Mom will try to kill him thinking he's a wild animal. Dad on the other hand would probably kill me if he knew I had an animal running around here, messing up the place. I'd tell you all what my dad does for a living, but I'm under direct orders to never speak of it if I want to live.
Oh great. Neesan's friends are at the door. I gotta go get washed up before they see me. I think I might have a chance with a couple if 'em if you know what I mean.
Peace,
Uchimura
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