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Someone at the U.S. Department of Justice found my site in a search for 'hookers in staten island'. I don't remember ever writing about hookers on Staten Island. I've never even really been to Staten Island. I went over on the ferry once (same entry they found) and I didn't get off. The ferry that is. And why my site anyway? I checked the Google search string and my site came up like 6th or something. Like I'm a pimp or something. Where muh bitches, yo?
I forgot to mention a package I got a couple days ago. From Brye. Saying it was sweet isn't even enough. He sent one box with little presents wrapped inside. I tore open a couple of them. There's no way I could've waited till Christmas. I've met a lot of cool people this year.
I'm at Eric's office. I got a card from him and Amber:
'I miss you! Call me. Let's do crafts!
Love, Amber'
I miss her so much. I haven't seen her at all since they moved to Connecticut. Inside the card was a SamGoody gift card. I don't know what I'll get with it.I'm meeting Ross for dinner later and I think I'm a little nervous.