Monday, November 3rd, 2008 at 1:00 pm

How I know my friends listen OR how I opened my email one day to find this.
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How does one know they are loved? When someone close slaps you, humorously, in the face with a bit of how ridiculous you really are. This was in my inbox a few weeks ago, sent by a friend who obviously hears me when I say sasquatches are wonderful. I’m afraid of all the other insane things I may have let loose from within and borne into air that this guy has heard and may hold me to. Anyway, thanks for the anatomically correct sasquatch image. I never knew.

