I check my stomach to see if it's any flatter.
I'm still looking at the phone to see if I missed a message even if it's not turned on.
I checked my email four or five times today only to find messages from reunion.com and classmates.com. Oh yeah, it's been ten years. There's no fucking way I'll ever step foot back in the Antelope Valley. Fuck that place and fuck those people. Obviously, high school wasn't a good time for me.
Whoo hoo...the fifth episode of Lost is done.
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