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Today I went into Boston to take pictures around Fenway for a class project. On a whim, I decided to call my friend who I haven't seen in a while. He goes to BU, and since I was in the area, I figured we should have lunch. First he showed me around inside the Huntington Theater. Oh man, I'm so jealous. The only problem is that their booth is so sketchy. The equipment's hot though.
Then I finally met his girlfriend, who I had heard so much about and had never met. She's so cool. I'm really happy for him. He deserves nothing short of amazing and has found it. Yay!
And I'm working far too much in the box office. It's kind of nuts. It is my second home. The copier and I are pals. I'm usually the last one who was on IM. Is this bad?
Then I finally met his girlfriend, who I had heard so much about and had never met. She's so cool. I'm really happy for him. He deserves nothing short of amazing and has found it. Yay!
And I'm working far too much in the box office. It's kind of nuts. It is my second home. The copier and I are pals. I'm usually the last one who was on IM. Is this bad?