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Last entry written from the House of Crazy I had a dream that Linguafranca had moved into this house with me and I'd totally forgotten about it. She lived in a part of the house that was sort of hidden, kind of secret, and she had gotten disgusted and given up on Miss Crazypants a couple weeks after we moved in, so I think she moved out and rented her hidden part of the house to some guy. I was moving out and I rediscovered this hidden part of the house and I was like, Oh yeah, Linguafranca lived here too, I wonder what happened to her? The house was kind of like a Queenslander, raised sort of. I'm taking another Load of Crap out at the moment. My Crap is really neat, though. I like it. It was just snowing, now it's sunny. Thursday night was the last night I slept here.
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