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I am squirming like a puppy again.

I just can't quite contain it - the joy, the excitement, this insane happiness that pours out of me into everything I do today.

I wish I could harness it for good instead of the eeeeee-VIL of illegal internet use.

I need to write letters. But I can't quit grinning!!

I just gots so much LUUUV inside me, sugars!

WHOO -HOOOO!!!!

I am proud to be a source of constant delight.

He LOVES ME!

And I love him, too.

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Okay, so I wanna write stuff, but I just can't. My brain is tired. And I am much like my bulldog father in one respect. When my mind gets set on something, I just can't seem to let it go.

Somebody is commenting in my journal, anonymously. You know, I can be sweet as anything, if you get to know me. If you reveal yourself just the slightest bit. I don't handle anonymity well. That's the REASON why I log ISP addresses. It started when I knew someone was reading my journal, and wanted proof for my own twisted widdle mind. There was this guy, in Texas, who I just KNEW was reading, and I wanted to know exactly what he was reading. And I got that proof, in spades. In fact, there's somebody right now, reading, from Countrywide Home Loans, in McKinney Texas. Not to mention other people down there, as well as in Chicago, Raleigh, Germany, Maidstone, England and Syracuse.

But I know most of those people. And I wanna know you, too.