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This morning this little sixth grader told me that he was going to slit my throat in my sleep. He also told me I was a man, so I grabbed my boobs and assured him I was not.
Anyway, Friday should be a good day. I'm meeting D at her place. Then we're off to the boys'/via audio/kevin devine show. She drove me home today. She's one of the sweetest people ever; for real!! Her little brother is friends with the kid who wants to slit my throat. We saw them walking, and she pulled over and was like "HAL! You want to slit Jes' throat???". He was like "uuhhhhh". It's funny how he acts all nice around her, but is a total ass around me.