Feb 15th 1995

Its my 18th birthday.

Its my 18th birthday. My car is in the shop, I put it in there yesterday. I drove the truck that Craig and I work in to school today.

The day was very muggy and humid. It was oppressive. I went out to eat at ‘Ports o Call’ with mom-mom and pop-pop. They gave me a card with $20 in it. Mom and Dad called to wish me a happy birthday, and so did Larry. Larry will be coming into town this weekend.

I played Sojourn till 4am, Sioul, a bard was charming things, and we were trying new things out.

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