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I just wrote a long entry that turned out to be too mean and petty to post. Let's just say that one of the things that M received at the ceremony yesterday was a letter from the president. It will be one of our most cherished items. I'll leave it at that.

BREAKING NEWS! I have often lamented the fact that I look like I'm sixteen. I am carded belligerantly, people ask me if I'm getting ready for prom, etc. In the last couple of weeks, I have developed something that might help with that--my very first wrinkle. It's between my eyes, and somewhat off-center and I tend to look perpetually irritated about something. Or perhaps I have just been in a pissy mood of late. But there is definitely a wrinkle. If you know it's there. I am actually not really excited about this, it's just worth mentioning since I've had so much trouble with people thinking I look young.

When I close my eyes, I see lovely flat surfaces. This is a clear sign that it's time to go to bed instead of writing this silly post.