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I had such a nice day today. I spent it in New Hope, walking around and having a good time. The thought of work tomorrow doesn’t make me happy. Last night I had a dream I was going through my Aunt Helen’s closet and I found tons of sweaters with the silk screen visage of Dusty Springfield.
I spent the evening with my parents. As I was driving home a song came on the radio and the next thing I know I am singing at the top of my lungs:
Oh Denise, scooby doo
I’m in love with you, Denise scooby doo
I’m in love with you, Denise scooby doo
I’m in love with you,
Denise Denise, oh with your eyes so blue
Denise, Denise, I got a crush on you
Denise, Denise, I’m so in love with you
Oh when we walk, it seems like paradise
And when we talk, it always feels so nice
Denise, Denise, I’m so in love with you
Summer night. Wind blowing through my hair. Singing about Denise, Scooby Doo. Doesn’t get much better. Too bad I don’t sound better.

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