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Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Eww, you guys, it is so messed up down there.

Oh my god, Leah, I know.

My boyfriend is a cop, and he was like, "That is messed up." He was like, "I'm glad I'm not a cop down there. It's like the projects times a thousand," he said.

I know. I feel so bad for all those poor people. I sent a check. My fiance and I used the first check from our joint account to send money.

You got a joint account? That's so awesome!

I know, right? Do you guys have one?

No, not yet. He's still technically married, so it's like, we have to wait. And his ex-wife is still writing checks from that account. He's like, "My wife is still writing checks from that account. I can't have two women writing checks out of my money, Leah." So, every time she writes a check, he has to put a stop on it.

Wow, what a hassle, Leah. I feel bad for him.

I know. But you know who I really feel bad for? My cousin. Her name is Catarina. Everyone's making jokes about her name. Because it's like Katrina, you know? I feel so sorry for her.

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