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Wednesday, September 27, 2006 goodnight, to every little hour that you sleep tite may it hold you through the winter of a long night and keep you from the loneliness of yourself heart strung is your heart frayed and empty cause it's hard luck, when no one understands your love it's unsung, and i say goodnight, my love, to every hour in every day goodnight, always, to all that's in your heart goodnight, may your dreams be so happy and your head lite with the wishes of a sandman and a night light, be careful not to let the bedbugs sleep tight nestled in your covers the sun shines but i don't a silver rain will wash away and you can tell, it's just as well and you can tell, it's just as well goodnight, my love, to every hour in every day goodnight, always to all that's pure that's in your heart
Dear Kurt, Marcos was REALLY SICK yesterday and had to be taken to emergency so I'm sorry to say this but I had no sympathy for him, he's just being lazy and losing so many hours! Pinto and I both agreed that all that lying and being lazy brought bad things for him, I've been getting more hours thanks to being polite and always with a positive attitude. :-D Anyway... *happy sigh* Tony sent me an e-mail telling me that he's sorry he's been busy and that he's excited about finally having his iPod, he complimented on how I "looked handsome yesterday" so I blushed. :-D *giggles* Well, farewell and goodnight like the song says! Love to my bosses and to Tony,
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