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Tonight, I was rejected in the worst possible way. None of the children in our apartment complex came by to go trick or treating. I went out and bought candy and was really excited. The only two people that came by? Randy and Tyler. Oh well... I suppose that means I have a bunch of Reeses Cups and Three Muskateers bars to eat. I'm going to go cry and read Victorian Feminist literature now. I'll let you decide if the tears are related to rejection or reading.