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I saw my friend Becca yesterday afternoon ( Read more... )

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My dear friend Bandaid had to go in for surgery a few days ago, so she's stuck at home and bored.   After my interview yesterday, I impulsively decided to go visit her.  I called and, after confirming that she had the energy for it, pretty much announced I was on my way over.  Luckily, she lives up in Burlingame so she had about forty-five minutes ( Read more... )

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I am not a baseball fan.  I don't play and if I tried to watch it on TV, I'd fall asleep.  I did see a live game once while on a class trip to Washington DC in eighth grade.  I remember very little about it, save that at least one and possibly both of the teams were the Sox ( Read more... )

Even though it was pretty obvious that something had gone wrong with our friendship, I was really clinging to Rebecca's theory that K was just busy with work as the explanation for why I had not been getting responses from her to my messages ( Read more... )

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