Monday, September 7, 2009

Friday 22 March 1985

It seems years later.
It is Friday 22 March 1985, or say early sat. morning 12:45.
Things are so difreent then from a year ago.
I’m still smoking.
Really sorted out my friends at last. Fights, etc. A general rotten junior year. It’s quiet now. My middle bro’s out of the marines. Yahoo.
I want Chris as a friend again, but I’m not overly certain. I just want him I guess.

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