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07/21/2004: "Good Morning!"

Wednesday, July 21 –

8:15 am, there is a knock on my door, assuming it’s Jacklyn coming to wake me for a bit of breaky I open it to find Evan standing there, wearing only a pair of obscene neon orange spandex shorts and a smile, holding a pot of freshly brewed tea and a cup.