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Thursday, August 17, 2006
Ugh, I think I'm going mad.
Or more mad. Or whatever it is.
Tonight when I was making dinner, I caught myself calling for Derek to come to the kitchen because I had some left-over stuff I wanted to give him (always used to give him the left-overs...). And then crying lots because there's obviously no more Derek. What am I going to do with left-overs!? :-/