Oh, god...
[Libby's groaning. Why? Because she's re-reading her last entry for the third or fourth time. It is not good.]
I am...so sorry for what I broadcast in my drunken stupor. If I'd actually been drunk on alcohol, I'm pretty sure I would have been in blackout territory and remember none of it. I think I'd like that more.
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Thank you for speaking up on my behalf.
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No problem.
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And be not sorry, Libby. It was no worse than what I said.
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I liked what you said--you were right. Besides, nobody insults your attraction to your husband.
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Well, no-one should be able to judge your love when you find it.
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