June 17, 1983
Dear Diary,
Boy was I busy today. I got up at 6:00am with my father, as is customary in our house. My father says that the early bird gets the worm, which is why I was born 3 months prematurely (this also might explain my dog’s worms). I don’t understand the reference to the [...]
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