I love chocolate. I think you know I love chocolate. Netta, my second favorite relative, gave me chocolate today, so I am happy.
Along with chocolate, I had donair-flavored pizza, and chicken wings. (If y'all don't know what a donair is, go somewhere with donairs, ya greenhorn! Donairs are beef, and onions and tomatoes and mushrooms wrapped together in a sweet sauce, and it is the best thing God ever blessed this Earth with.)
If this post is unclear, I was dragged along to Alan's stupid hockey game two hours away. I read the whole time, and there was wifi, but I'm still upset about it.
John really needs this computer, so only a short post tonight. Sorry!
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