September 3, 2001
Milky Day
Today was better. To be blunt. I'm not going to say I was all yippee-skipee-I'm-just-thrilled-to-bits-to-be-here, but I didn't burst into tears and think about crawling back into bed.
Milk came out of my nose at dinner. That has never happened to me before. Molly made me laugh about something and I choked and milk came out of my nose.
I felt thoroughly stupid but it was good to laugh. It was very good to laugh.
And our band is crazy. 'The Marching One-Ten.' They are absolutely wicked. They dance. They chant. And they can even march in place.
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