I'm not checking facebook. I realize I don't really care right now to see how other people are living their lives. I almost checked because for a minute I thought I cared, but I don't.
I care instead about getting a run in before I meet my brother for a movie.
I care that I played a decent game of tennis with my new visor, that keeps the sun off my face and my hair from getting in my eyes.
I care that I am eating less.
That I had a great day at the hospital.
That Harry, without intentionally being insensitive [and oh how insensitive it was], jokingly asked me to marry him three times the other night at dinner [long story] and I thought I would fall apart once I got home, but the crisis never came. I was fine.
I am fine.
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I actually deactivated my facebook account last week. Strangely liberating! Also very interesting to see which people noticed I was missing ...
I toy with that idea frequently. So far my curiousities have outweighed the urge. Maybe soon...
By the way, I went to see Superbad last night and it was hysterically funny. If any of you have a teenage boy sense of humour AT ALL, you will love it.
I'd marry you tomorrow and I've not even met you.
Tip: Stop fucking having dinner with him.
Dude, man, add me on facebook. I'm too lazy to search through the 500-some candidates in your area. You were much easier to track down on JD back in the day.
Very nice TD, but I don't need to stop having dinner with him now that I have a better offer from you.
Fed Ex, I'll add you if I don't quit first. I think I'm over it.
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