So life is still going well. I miss Derek but like Ames and my job. The apartment is a big mess, which I am sure surprises no one but my mother. Mom seems to think (contrary to all evidence) that I am a neat person
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I say blech to that, sir. Blech. When we were small children, we were only allowed to go to matinees. And for that matter, only allowed to see Pocahontas. Multiple times.
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