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It's 12:25

I don’t know WHY I still wait ’til it’s tomorrow to write these entries for what is now, ostensibly yesterday.  OH well.  I’m still angry with myself for screwing things up with the Grindr guy the night before last.  I keep trying to re-evaluate/re-assess the situation, ostensibly so I can/may stop doing this.

Matthew Shepard died on this date in 1998.

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