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03/04/09 - 2:41 p.m. Nervous, nervous, nervous. Crippling nervousness. Maybe I don't want to go to the dentist. Not because he'll hurt me. Because he'll wipe me out financially. If this were a children's book, I'd write "Nervous, nervous, nervous" again, and it would be cute. I actually miss my sarcasm sometimes. I'm trying to loosen up -- and sometimes that just leaves me frightened that I no longer have a plan. This recession is a growth opportunity -- if I just knew what to do with it. Nervous, nervous, nervous...
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