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I have been sort of upset lately at my lack of social life, and how few people I have in my small circle of friends that I spend time with (either in or out of work). And today, over lunch with an old friend, I got into a pretty passionate explanation over why I am not-really-such-great-friends with some people, anymore ... and realized (finally) that I am alright with the people I spend time with, and the people I chose not to be around. Because, as much as it's nice to have an amount of people to have fun with, it's also nice to not be used by them. In addition, it's also nice to not feel like I have to hold myself back for them, or feel like I'm constantly being lied to, or feel like I have to pretend failure after failure of overall character with mostly no expenditure of any sort of effort on their part to reduce (at least the severity of) these failures is acceptable to me. When it's not; when I'd rather just spend time with people I have nerding it the hell up with my in my science classes, or on my councils, or at work. Quality over quantity, if you will. Like J and I talked about, it's nice to be "palling around" with people who have respect for themselves for at least a few hours of the day ... and not respect that they fashion out of a psychedelic mushroom trip, or delusional misrepresentation of the past, or outright denial of overall personal attributes.

I also hate phonies.

Signed,
Sarah Caulfield

(Oh yeah, next semester I'm going to take a creative writing class, and I'm also getting pretty annoyed with the media's portrayal of McCain [although I'm not planning on voting for him, I don't think many of the attacks are fair on his part ((not even Obama's attacks on him, I'm sayin' the media, especially involving the debates)) and I really wish there were such a MFin' bias in journalism; it's sickening really].)