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Saturday Night
So, one of my friends asked if I wanted to go see a band tomorrow night. I said yes, of course. Come to find out, a guy I use to date is in the band and he is really good friends with my friend. I haven’t seen him in almost two years. I’m really nervous about how this is going to turn out. Story of my life…
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"This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man."
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man."
— - William Shakespeare, Hamlet, 1.3
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Work
I swear I cannot go through a day of work without someone asking me if I was named after the Fleetwood Mac song. No, I’m actually not. And don’t look at me like I’m insane when I say that I’m not. Thanks. Also, I’ve decided that I hate closing. Weird-ass people shop between the hours of 11-1am. Surprisingly, it’s taken me three years to figure that one out.
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