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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Its not the donuts I regret...

i.e. apple cider donuts (although it would've been way cooler of me if I'd gotten them from an apple picking place instead of the Giant.) It's that I spent a portion of my life this evening thinking that acquaintances from grad school and part-time jobs resembled people in some of these pictures. And also that I noticed that someone at one of my jobs spent a lot of time rocking silently in a chair. I don't think he was autistic.
I have to go hang out with a different version of myself now.

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