And now I am left worrying that someone read something I wouldn't necessarily want him to see...
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I, dumbass.
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J. called to apologize for all the shit-giving at lunch. D. spilled the beans and I guess it was clear that I didn't really want to talk about it. I told him it was okay, and it was.
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Big loser that I am, I refused two offers of dinner tonight to stay home and eat a sandwich and read in my bathtub.
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Over and out.