Meg and i missed each other on Thursday, and Moriah had to cancel on me for Friday. Life is pain, as Meg said. Only, not really. My life is not Tess of the d’Urbervilles (which is nigh on 400 pages and which i didn’t start in earnest until Friday, because i suck). P.S.
Oh, memories.Friday was positively balmy. Predictions of snow, what?
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(And i enjoy that your memories are really memories of you that i happened to be present for ;) )
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And because I feel lame saying "buffy" or "slash" or "gay." Because it's too vague and general. And I wasn't there when you got the uber Buffy DVD stuff.
And yeah, I want to hear about the teacher person tomorrow...or rather...today...much later!
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And yes, if i don't see you at brunch, come distract me from Death of a Salesman and i'll tell you (because really i should be going to be bed soon, so i can get up and go to church).
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Do you know his coming out story? It's the best thing ever. . .
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