It's not in order, but oh well. The reader should be able to figure it out. 7 down, 8 to go.
Blah. Sunny day. Not a cloud in the sky. And it's June. 17 more days for the worst day of the year. The Summer Solstice. Gods I hate it, but at least the days will then start gettin' shorter. At least the temperatures have been nice.
The three of us are goin' for a run to town later. We'd decide after we got there whether it would be ice cream or a real meal.
Besides the world fallin' apart faster and faster, not much was happenin' here. I was just waitin'.
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