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My brother has a journal. Finally. I've nagged hinted at him getting one for a while now. I'm allowing him to rest some after the bike ride before we commence our Nick-Kel time. I'm a nice guy like that. But he only gets one me-less day to rest, because I've missed him far too much. Probably more than a guy usually misses his brother. But hey, we're twins, and he's my best friend. We're close, what can I say? I think Tressa hates how much time we spend together. She's been relishing in this time that he's been on the bike ride and unable to see me. Guess it's not often that I woman feels compelled to compete with her brother-in-law for her husband's attention. Can I help it if I like him more? I kid. She'd murder...no, castrate me if I ever said and meant something like that. She's a fiesty one, I tell you.
That's all. I'm tired.
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