It's Friday afternoon. I'm technically supposed to be at work right now, but you know what? Whatever. My work schedule this week is insane, and next week is even worse. Get this (sorry guys, I know I've brought this on myself, but I still want to bitch about it
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on a side note, remember the other day when i wrote your address on something while i was driving? i have absolutely no idea what i wrote on, but i don't think it's still "here," whatever "it" is. will you email it to me? thank you!!
jml325@comcast.net
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is mark the guy you were going to move to texas with? what happened with that in the span of, like, three days? i'm so confused, your life is more like a soap opera all the time.
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I know you're busy like hell like all the time, but I would like to hang out with you. if you don't respond to this, I'm going to have to assume you're not interested in hanging out with me, in which case I'll sit in my room and cry. Or, that you're too busy, which I can understand. But just e-mail me, something. I want to know you're alive. And I think I still owe you dinner somewhere...
I don't even know if Mark is a good guy, because I haven't actually heard you talking about him except to tell me that you're having a good time with him. And why did you think he might be gay?
Write me kiddo. I haven't seen you in ages, I miss you.
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