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If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised -- or mortified -- about what people remember about you.
And there's no icon for hungover. That's weird.
And there's no icon for hungover. That's weird.