The name's Bo- oh, never mind.It's childish to take your picture in a mirror, especially just because you're wearing black tie, but I don't care. It's the only picture of me at the wedding in Boston and I think the blurriness does great things for my sex appeal. The shiny reflection on my bald pate does not.
The fever's back. Last lemsip of the day to come. I resent rationing it due to potential so-called side effects.
Three a day.
Boo.
And the Yankees clobbered us last night.
Boo too.
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