Of Double Victories and Cool Drinks

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I battled Shelob today.  I'm cleaning in the basement at work, and a giant spider the size of a walnut scurries along the window, awakened by the deep breath of the famous R2-D2, our local vacuum cleaner.  I try scaring the giant spideress, but it only flinches, like it's sizing me up.  So, I grab my trusty rubber hammer Mjollnir and tried to

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Thanks for worrying Ms. Reynolds. I made it positive and upbeat so as to not alarm anyone. A few important things are worrying me right now, but I wasn't comfortable writing about them here. You know how I'm private with my thoughts and like dealing with my own problems. However, I'm glad that you're still checking up on me. It feels nice knowing I can always rely on you.

I'm sorry I didn't get to go to the picnic and see you. I worked until 5 and then had to go to Karla's birthday party. Maybe we can meet for lunch or dinner sometime and catch up on everything. I know how you love to complain about Morton and I'm always up for some Morton trash-talking. If that sounds like something you'd like to do, let me know by email or phone.

And I'm glad you liked the way I wrote the incident, but I would never be a writer. I hate writing and have no imagination/creativity.

I hope everything is going okay with you. You know you can always call me whenever you want so take advantage of that, even though we are very much alike. Anway, take care Ms. Reynolds.

Love,
Octavio

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I forgot your phone number!!! (sad face)

Love,
Ms. Reynolds

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