Wow, odd dream. I was at Amy's wedding, except it was nothing like what really happened. It was in a massive building and seemed like everyone i ever knew was there, including Darin (Darren?) from 5th grade who i'd nicknamed Pumbaa. See, we'd watched The Lion King in class and--not important. I was still a bridesmaid but this time the bridesmaids
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Ya know, i once greeted some carpet cleaning men while holding a pair of underwear. I didn't reach out to shake their hands with it, but it was still there. I didn't notice until my mom gasped at me behind their backs.
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Oh, P.S., I wanted to share this with you because lord only knows when I'll actually get around to posting in my journal, and I thought you should hear first: I sat next to Michael Rosenbaum at a play yesterday. We small-talked. You are, of course, invited to our inevitable wedding.
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