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Friday, July 16

This is absolutely insane. I know I'm the only one of my friends blogging, but I hope one of ya'll (I've said that so much as a joke it's becoming second nature...ooops!) is reading this. Maybe Raquel or Katherine'n'Mara or Betsy.

I saw Mara today. I haven't seen her in a shmillion, billion, kajillion years! She ended up telling me these crazy stories about Igor and ... romantic...dreams involving super heros - i.e. Spiderman and the Hulk, as well as other crazy stories, like the 3 year old DDR freaks and the Confederate restauraunt. (Who knew that the confederates had actual food? Crazy, I know.)

Launch has been giving me crazy problems. Like, I was trying to play St Anger by Metallica, and they gave me a Kelly Clarkson song. OKAY! No simliarity. Stoop.

Last day with the kids - ahem, 16 boys, 3 girls. Jeez. I was so goddamn sick of Curtis. He hid on top of the playground structures and wouldn't come back down. Earlier, he had run into the street to go back home. Bloody. Hell. Well, I don't think I'm gonna be seeing him anymore. I hope I'm in the Tigers next week, but I don't know as they didn't put up any signs.

[trying desperately to listen to: St Anger, by Metallica]

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