Dear journal #2

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Dear journal,

Eric and I are going out on a date, well it's technically hanging out at his house playing a video game but I'm still calling it a date. It's going to be awesome: just the two of us drinking beers, eating junk food, smoking weed like old times.

I just hope and pray Stan won't join us.

Stan will just be in the way and distract Eric like before. No way I won't let him charm my best friend with his good looks and built body.

Only I can do that...if I had six-packs.

Damn.

I need to find a job. But I need to smoke first.

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