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I'm supposed to go out to dinner with Trey and Trey's scary father, who I will refer to as Mr. Teel (even though I know his first name... I've never made a direct reference to him, so that'll have to do.). I think Adam will be coming - I hope he will, at least. Trey likes to make situations unbearably uncomfortable for the sake of making those of us with social anxieties (me) and phobias (Adam) really upset. Last time I went over to his house, he told Sharon (his step mother) that I was a junkie. I had had a lot of blood taken by my inexperienced sister because I had mono, and the bruises on my arms were huge and disgusting. I bruise really easily and Jess (my sister) stuck the needle in both arms at least twice. So, this conversation I am to witness between Trey and Mr. Teel will consist of "the rehab talk" if you will. It's going to suck. I'm going to cry.

And I'm unbelievably horny, but menstruating. I hate my stupid uterus.

Evillyn is very pretty. Her nipples remind me of that one issue of Playboy with Farrah Fawcett. Isn't that weird? I don't know. She reminds me a lot of Mia Farrow, whom I adore. Very pretty indeed.