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Chandler: I remember my father dressed in the red suit, the big black boots and the patent leather belt, sneaking around downstairs. He didn’t want anybody see him, but he’d be drunk, so he’d stumble crash into something and wake everybody up.

Rachel: Well, that doesn’t sound like a very merry Christmas.

Chandler: Who said anything about Christmas? -Friends

Today I had to work, even though it was the day after Christmas, on a Friday. No one was on the freeway or at the office buildings near mine. Even in my own office, all of the computer desks were empty except for mine. In a way it was nice because I was able to upload lots of pictures from this crazy holiday week. I didn’t do much of anything, and my boss took pity on me and let me leave at noon. (more…)

Nurse Roberts: You’ll be okay, Marshmallow.

Elliot: Laverne, do you call me “Marshmallow” because I’m soft and easily flattened?

Nurse Roberts: Well, yeah…. But, if it makes you feel any better, it’s also because you’re very white.Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â -Scrubs

I just want to start by saying thanks for all the kind comments from my last post. I’m definitely feeling much better. In fact, on Wednesday night, after I wrote that post, Match and I had a great night and everything felt right. It’s almost like the minute I identified that I wasn’t acting like myself, I snapped out of it. The bad feeling disappeared and I remembered how lucky I am.

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