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[prairiedaun]

Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with Prairiedaun's Syndrome
Cause:	poor dental hygiene
Symptoms:	neck shortening, extreme horn growth on forehead, frequent bowel movements
Cure:	eat more toast
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Dude! Toast!

So. Went to the bank, got a Slurpee. Third Slurpee in as many days; need to stop, before I expand even further.

Talked for a little while with my former next-door-neighbor. We bonded over the fact that an old friend of our (well, more a friend of mine, an acquaintance of hers) seems to be guilting us into making contact with two girls who were my best friends in juniour high. The one just gave birth, the other has a son with a terminal disease.

I feel like a horrible person because I haven't. I've known for months now, and I haven't bothred. What the hell am I supposed to say to them? "Hi, congrats on giving birth, and sorry about your dying kid"? I mean, what the hell. I realize there's no way in hell I can know what I'd do in that situation, but I think I'd probably feel a little insulted. I've talked to the girl with the dying kid once in the past 5 years, and the other stopped talking to me before we even graduated high school (and there were only 111 of us in our graduating class- it's not like we never saw each other).

And I did say we were best friends in junior high- or rather, I hung out with them, and they treated me horribly a lot of the time. *sigh* I don't know. I may be remembering things differently than they actually happened, different truths, etc. Really, after my dad died I nearly completely fell out with them. I am so lucky I ended up with my current close, tight-knit group of friend almost right away. It was probably much healthier in the long run.

So. I feel like a horrible person. I don't think I am, but who knows. I try my best.