OK, so life this weekend hasn't been as good as it could be. My fritzypoo isn't here, but it's OK. That's not what's gotten me down the most in the past hour. It's kind of hard to have a smile on my face when my own father can't just say he's proud. It means a lot to me, but I guess he doesn't see it. I know other people have it worse, but it makes
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