in lieu of tuning in for the friends finale, i bought myself a blue ring pop and sat without shame in an empty theater for 13 going on 30. no, i lie (that was this afternoon) - actually sara and i lounged in front of a gas fire pit with teeny tiny pillows from the art-o-mat (like a cigarette machine, but filled with sculptures and diminutive japanese dishes). damn it's good to see her again.
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