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Sometimes I miss my old life of being up all night partying with my rich playboy neighbor Jim and sleeping in till noon although I am much happier now.
Up early to meet our friend named Jim (why do I seem to meet so many men named Jim) at the gym to play a few rounds of racquetball and then a day of cleaning house along with getting a little bit of work done before Christy's parents come for a visit tomorrow.
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