Wow, I feel like the world's biggest asshole. There was something to do with Ezra and the fucking cats her friend saddled her with, and I could've helped, but did I write down the fact that I had to get up at 7:30 today to help her out? Did I email myself a reminder from Ezra's place? Did I put it on my phone or iCal? No, of course not, so of
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