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I arrived at work at the usual time of one hour early, and proceeded to work on the December 6 issue. My main job of the day was to get the full page for the Shoe Mart completed. Like how I dream about how to get through difficult parts of videogames, last night I dreamed about how to tackle the ad. In order to not have to keep switching from the template I was sent and the actual ad making software, I made a hand-drawn copy of the template.


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I am going to try to keep this short. Let's find out how well I do with that.

This morning I woke up and got ready for work. At six, I woke my brother up and asked him if he would take me to town. It was freezing outside, and I wanted to finish my route as soon as possible. That way I could work on next week's paper. This week's paper was at the office when I arrived, so nothing was stopping me from working on my route. And to make sure that not even the cold could hinder my ...

Allow me to start this entry talking about my brother and his return home. Dad and D (my brother, real name Paul) came home, and after he unloaded his stuff from Dad's truck I asked about details on why he was moving back home. All I got was "I just wanted to move back, that's all." So, I was lied to, and once again kept in the dark about everything. I guess I should take that as a good thing. After all, if I knew about what my parents did I would probably have been sent to prison ...

I woke up this morning at 3:45am to this loud meowing noise. As I sit there on my bed in the dark, I wonder why it's so loud. I see the silhouette of something move on my bedroom floor. I walk to the light switch and see nothing where the moving thing was. I turn around, and see Itsy Bitsy sitting on my couch.

I did not let Itsy Bitsy in the house. I remember putting her out. What I didn't remember was that I opened my window before I went to sleep because my room was so hot. ...

I don't understand it. I work in a nice and quiet office (until Gabby starts singing offkey), and sit in front of a computer all day. And yet, I am so tired. If I wasn't working at the office, I would sitting in my nice and quiet room (until I turn on Spotify and listen to music), and sit in front of a computer all day. I don't know. Maybe it's because my mind is carrying around the weight of my check, until my wallet gets that burden. Maybe it's because I am doing something other that foruming ...