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I know I haven't been all that interesting lately, but honestly, I haven't been doing much. Just a lot of the usual going out. And it can't possibly be amusing to hear about a whole bunch of 'well I went to this bar and met this random fellow.' Because going to bars and meeting random fellows seems to be what I do now.
Kathleen, I ran into Sean the other weekend. At the Croc. I think it was the first time I've hung out with him without you there.
Tara, you missed hilarity last night. And ties.

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Also, happy birthday to Dylan, whether he wants it to be or not.

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[insert self-loathing here]

I have a whole story about how I failed to be brave tonight and do the very thing I've been preparing a week for, but I'm not going to tell it. Because it's lame.

What I do know is that I've been in pretty bad shape for the last couple of weeks and trying really hard to keep my head above, because it's silly and I don't want to bring anyone down. And I'm pretty sure this is something I have to get through on my own and there's nothing you can do to help, anyway. But that doesn't mean it doesn't all suck.