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September 20, 2006
It certainly was strange getting all dressed up for the conference. My lovely diamonds were happy to see the light of day again, and grumbled something about how they might as well have stayed in the ground for all the sunlight they see. Well, they don't have the horror of nylons and heels. All they have to do is sparkle and look pretty. I wish that was my job! The whole time I was there, I was convinced the grown-ups were going to figure out that I was an imposter and send me back to high school where I belong.