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Monday, May 17, 2004

Sometimes I worry too much. An inherited trait, straight out of my father. I worked myself into a worry this afternoon, all over a big fat nothing. So why do I do it? I guess I'm a tad stressed cause I'm leaving town, rushing to get things finished, trying to track down my flight information, etc. And an added distraction has suddenly popped up and it makes me both excited and worried. Just calm down, Homer, everything will be alright. If I say that a zillion times maybe it will come true.

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