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I always wanted 3 kids, 2 boys and a girl. Mindy wanted 2 girls and a boy. We never could agree on anything. Well, uh, you know, she- She had her first child last week, a... a girl. With-With her, uh, with her new husband. Fuck. Hey-Hey, thank God, you know. I'm-I'm glad for her. Because she deserves it.
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Slide. Every evening, I died... and every evening, I was born again. Resurrected. Bob loved me because he thought my testicles were removed, too. Being there... pressed against his tits, ready to cry. This was my vacation. And she ruined everything. This is cancer, right? This chick Marla Singer did not have testicular cancer. She was a liar. She had no diseases at all. I had seen her at Free and Clear my blood parasites group Thursdays. Then at Hope, my bimonthly sickle cell circle. And again at Seize the Day, my tuberculosis Friday night. Marla, the big tourist. Her lie reflected my lie, and suddenly, I felt nothing. I couldn't cry. So once again, I couldn't sleep.
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When deep space exploration ramps up, it'll be the corporations that names everything: The I.B.M. Stellar sphere, the Microsoft Galaxy, Planet Starbucks. Gonna need you out of town a little more this week. We got some red flags to cover. It must've been Tuesday. He was wearing his cornflower-blue tie. You want me to deprioritize my current reports until you advise of a status upgrade? Make these your primary action items. Here's your flight coupons. Call me from the road if there's any snags. He was full of pep. Must have had his grandee latte enema.
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Goddamn it, Tyler! What do you want?! Statement of purpose? Should I e-mail you? Should I put this on your action item list? You decide your own level of involvement! I will! I want to know certain things first. The first rule of Project Mayhem- Shut up! I want to know what you're thinking. Fuck what you know. You need to forget about what you know. That's your problem. Forget about what you think you know about life, about friendship, and especially about you and me. What? What is that supposed to mean? What... What are you doing?
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