Tuesday
Jeremy was Nikki's ex-boyfriend. The words on this page written in pencil are one of his poems. At least I think it's a poem.
I love the idea of some woman in suburbia dealing with multiple coups d'etat. What was the final one?
Wednesday
One thing I learned from Melissa was that not all devout Christians were narrow-minded and humorless. She often surprised me with statements, like the one quoted here, that you'd never expect to hear out of someone with absolute faith in God's existence and the truth of the Bible. Through her and my close college friend Ross, I learned not to be so presumptuous or judgmental about people of faith.
I am, I'm sure, not the first person to come up with the pun "At last we cross pens." (Or maybe I am.) But I was sufficiently proud of myself to get out of bed and write it down.
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