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Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

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Friday, 8 May 2020

Nasal sex?

The Ask Otago lady I got today was angry the my notes said i had a cold but i hadn't talked to student health or not tested.
So I talked to student health.
They made me get tested.

The test is not fun.  The brush tipped plastic wand rammed in the back of my nose had my eyes pretty wet.  Losing all manliness points in front of the health care professional who I think might have been attractive, based on the tiny sliver I could see past all the PPE gear.
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