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9:43 p.m. - July 27, 2002 It�s been an exhausting day. I�m so T.I.R.E.D. tired I could F.A.R.T. faint. We went out today to test drive mini-vans and so far Mark hates them all. Honestly, I think that's his was of getting a car. I always get to this point when I just say "Whatever", get what you want but, I'm not giving in this time. After driving around in his Prelude which seats 2 but we've squeezed 4 of us in it, I want the most space I can get. Oh, and the prices. Sheese how can these dealers get away with it? This is highway robbery I tell you. We did find a Chevy Venture that he liked and it had all the bells and whistles but it was out of our price range. I'm tempted to put our money into the Bonneville and getting it running better and just drive that for a while longer. I got my hair "altered" today. It's so short and I feel funny. It looks nice but I felt like I have a bald spot on the back of my head all day. I got a highlight kit to do Mark's hair. He actually wants to color his hair! I think he's hitting a mid-life point. He had to get glasses last week because his far-sightedness has gotten worse. He actually looks pretty good in them too. I think he's starting to understand where I've been coming from for the past several years. We're getting old. When his boobs sag down to his knees and sparks fly between his thighs when he walks, that's when he'llreally understand!
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