Nothing can ever be a secret in my world.

2002-01-01 / 5:32 a.m.

Yesterday I am sitting on the couch and Mike says to me: "Do you know if you put in Ihatepizza in the search engine a bunch of stuff pops up." I'm thinking, "Oh no!" I say: "Really?" He says, "Yeah-Just some people who like your online diary." He says this so casually like I've been typing this practically in front of him. So what I wonder is if he has found this yet. Dammit he better not. That totally sucks and I might have to lock this. I hate that he might read this. Not that I feel I need to hide anything from him; I just hate having to feel stupid about what I write. Whatever though.

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