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2004-01-30 | 3:41 p.m.

Duff said he was thinking maybe we could do “that thing” at the courthouse on the Friday before Valentine’s Day (aka our ten-year anniversary). You know, Friday the 13th. Then later, while he was watching Speed Racer with the kids, I told him if he really wanted to do “that thing” on Friday the 13th, he’d better call to reserve a spot. Because it’s short notice already.

What I’m wondering is, how are we going to pull this off if we can’t even bring ourselves to say the words out loud? I don’t want to talk at all. Just let me sign the paper. Why does there have to be a talking part? If they start talking about love, I’ll start crying. And not for all the sweetsie reasons.

But I’m guessing that he’ll forget to call in time, and even though it’s a bad-luck day, enough wags and foreigners will have signed up to moot the point. I’m counting on it.

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