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Monday, August 23, 2004
So, I'm a huge phone phobe. I hate calling, I hate receiving calls, I hate dealing with phones in general. I even have problems talking to old friends or family members. I just don't like the cold faceless techo buggery of it all. Phone conversations just seem so phoney (ha ha). Bad puns aside, I seriously hate the telephone. Unfortuneately, as a single girl, I need to deal with the phone stage in any potentially fun situation. Pukey.
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