sfai doesn't want me. despite a not as lame as it could have been interview over the phone in the middle of work, i just didn't cut it. i got my letter on st. patrick's day, of course, so that i would have to be uber good at hiding my unhappiness. i'm only half good at it. the mother knew. she always knows. she can like...sense it. so just
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