Jeremy is one of the nicest, liveliest guys I've ever met. Even though he calls me Debra. I always feel like people who call me Debra have a secret door into me that even I don't know about, or like I'm being hypnotized or abducted by aliens or that they're just talking to somebody else. But it's really just because he's seen my credit card. Anyway, I found out tonight he's writing a play or something. God I'm lame! More details to come.
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