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My Uncle Pepek's Journal. Saturday, October 1, 2011. Til the Sun Goes Down. Okay, I notice I feel unsure of myself, because I don't know what I am supposed to be doing here and I wonder if I am doing it right, putting it where it's supposed to be put, and all 'a that, and I know that this is exactly how I feel beginning anything new. Am I trying too hard, or not hard enough? I don't know any of you people here. Is this all about Joy? Joy that comes in the morning? Posted by Joyce Ellen Davis @ 8:15 AM.

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My Uncle Pepek's Journal: 'Til the Sun Goes Down

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My Uncle Pepek's Journal. Saturday, October 1, 2011. Til the Sun Goes Down. Okay, I notice I feel unsure of myself, because I don't know what I am supposed to be doing here and I wonder if I am doing it right, putting it where it's supposed to be put, and all 'a that, and I know that this is exactly how I feel beginning anything new. Am I trying too hard, or not hard enough? I don't know any of you people here. Is this all about Joy? Joy that comes in the morning? Posted by Joyce Ellen Davis @ 8:15 AM.

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My Uncle Pepek's Journal: October 2011

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My Uncle Pepek's Journal. Saturday, October 1, 2011. Til the Sun Goes Down. Okay, I notice I feel unsure of myself, because I don't know what I am supposed to be doing here and I wonder if I am doing it right, putting it where it's supposed to be put, and all 'a that, and I know that this is exactly how I feel beginning anything new. Am I trying too hard, or not hard enough? I don't know any of you people here. Is this all about Joy? Joy that comes in the morning? Posted by Joyce Ellen Davis @ 8:15 AM.

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My Uncle Pepek's Journal: Nobody Home

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My Uncle Pepek's Journal. Monday, August 11, 2008. There is nobody at home here any more. Go to www.followingthelittlegod.blogspot.com. Do not pass Go. Do not collect $100. Thank you. Posted by Joyce Ellen Davis @ 5:25 PM. At September 5, 2010 at 12:35 PM. BFD Youre beautiful now. I love you. And Upstairs in the Great Beyond, youll be gorgeouser still. Ill have to shield my poor eyes from the loveliness of thy adorable visage. See ya soon. God bless. Subscribe to Post Comments [ Atom. Slick City, Utah!

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My Uncle Pepek's Journal: August 2008

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My Uncle Pepek's Journal. Monday, August 11, 2008. There is nobody at home here any more. Go to www.followingthelittlegod.blogspot.com. Do not pass Go. Do not collect $100. Thank you. Posted by Joyce Ellen Davis @ 5:25 PM. Slick City, Utah! 1 In dreams I am often young and thin with long blond hair. 2. In real life I am no longer young, or thin, or blonde. 3. My back hurts. 4. I hate to sleep alone. (Fortunately I don't have to! View my complete profile. Til the Sun Goes Down.

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