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Wednesday, October 15, 2008 8:46 PM
.:Bad Day:.

Well, I'm back. I'm not too happy to be here either. Work was absolute shit today. I found out we didn't win the bid in New York, so the trip was for nothing, I got slammed with a huge assignment that needs to be finished by Friday, and then I have another meeting to go to next week in Chicago. Thankfully Chicago isn't that far away, and I'll only be gone for one night.

Taylor is pissed at me. She says she's not, but I know she is. And yes, it is because of the night in the China Club. She knows I would never do anything to betray her trust, so I don't understand why she's so mad. We both dance with other people every time we go out to clubs. I guess I do understand why she's upset, but she shouldn't be. I didn't do anything with the girl, and I had no intention of doing anything with the girl.

Today's just a bad day. It was cloudy and cold and rained all day. It was just one of those days that you knew from the minute you woke up would be a bad day.

I guess I should go so we can finally eat dinner. Taylor keeps hinting about how hungry she is. She can never just come out and say "I'm hungry, let's get some food." I still love her, though.

<3 Sarah <3
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4 french kisses:.