I can’t possibly join the army

June 12th, 2000

I’ve been waking up at 5 a.m., but going back to bed because I really don’t need to get up 3.5 hours before work, especially now that I live five minutes away. I haven’t been writing down my dreams, so I’ve been a bad, forgetful girl.

All I remember about last night’s dream is chanting, “I can’t possibly join the army” in a Barbie-esque voice.

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