March 03, 2002 :: 12:19 a.m.
Dear Adam
Dear Adam,
Stop being a bitch. Do not say you're going to do things and then blow them off. It's not nice. I don't know if you're just incredibly forgetful or if you're truly a dick. I'd like to think it's the former, but in my current agitated state I'm more likely to assume the worst. I do hope you had a marvelous time in Baltimore; if you have any desire at all to see me before you head back to school, give me a call. You know, on the phone. You do remember how to use one of those, don't you?
Love,
Your Extremely Pissed Off Girlfriend
PS - I'm feeling particularly mean-spirited tonight. So if this little note bothers you, rest assured that it's only half meant to.
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