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I am going to miss them. I had actually started to get to know Jason, reasonablly, and of course there is always a little snirf in the back of my heart for L, and several of the girly girl vocalists are actually nice, and Andrew S is a ridiculously cool 1600-NEC-accepted (looks like a phone #) trumpet, and now they are all GONE.

Amy, Hank, Heather and Jorge gave me small dorm presents, and then David and Grandjo and Mama and Heather and Jorge and Robert and I ate at IHOP, where we saw Joyce and Amandami one more time (along with Graber and Lumumba and some juniors). I was threatening for fall asleep, but Amy said, You Will GO, and You Will Enjoy It, so I did. Robert took me in his new two-seat Honda S-2000 convertible in metallic roadstripe yellow. It zooms. It was fun. It reminded me of Jason. Wah.

Maybe I will still talk to all of them. It never seems to work that way, though, unless they're completely inside my circle.

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It's amazing how much ... not useful, per se, butdesirable and long-postponed stuff gets done when you have non-grade-dependent things to praocrastinate about. Instead of coloring feathers, I practiced c# for an hour and now the possibility of being able to play it all the way up to where the staves separate is looking less grim.

I still have to make my cousin Heather's bridal tiara. But I will color feathers instead.

Ee.
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