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So.  A girl walks into the store this afternoon and asks me where she could find any vinyl for "Iron Maid".  My day has pretty much followed suit from there.  I just got home from work and the only upside is that it smells like maybe Sean ordered in Chinese food.

He came back.  It's.. awkward.  I mean, it's great, having him back, it's just.. hard.  Knowing he's here, but he's not here with me.  It's all my fault.  I don't even know what I want.

I went to the park with Spinner yesterday, walking the dogs.  Got to witness a blowup between Ash and Sully.  Let's hope they can work it out, right kids?  Is it bad that I was happy to see it happen?  Probably.  I don't really care anymore. 
They're just too perfect for each other, it'd kill me to see them throw that away.  If she treats Spin like she did Sully.. I'll hurt her.  I really will.  I don't trust her.

I can't believe the summer's almost over.  Alex, I trust you're planning one last blowout before term starts up again?  Maybe Jay'll even come out of hiding for it. :P

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As if you could get rid of me that easy! its not entirely your fault.. i made mistakes too
Hah, yeah, I'm glad. :]

I know. I just wish we didn't always screw things up.
Alex planning an event? You know her, she sets a date and says "bring alcohol!" and then people show up and get crazy. I certainly hope someone is helping her plan.
Honestly, that sounds like all the planning I'd need.
Me too, it's not going to be some cocktail party.
Hey, I am with Ellie on that one! That is all the planning anybody needs. Don't forget BYOB also stands for bring your own bucket (for puking in).

That being said:

August 27th. Ravine. Bring Alcohol!
Of all the things I like about you, I like your class the most. ;]
I'm sure you really enjoyed that blow out. *Eye roll*
Not going to lie to you, kid. It was effin fantastic entertainment.

I told you so.
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