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I'll tell you what it is. When Linn is here, we have fancy plans and pants to match. I feel like anything is possible. We're going to paint murals, put on musicals, make hippie-patchwork clothing and elf costumes, snow-lanterns and forts. We're going to roll down the hills in Central Park and drink Dean and Deluca coffee and pretend we're Felicity even though neither of us has ever seen the show, or watch Sex and the City and laugh at the ugly clothes and the shallow women and their perfect New York lives, and feel that ours are even better.

When she's not here... meh.

Anyway. Alex just walked by my desk and I made a horrible face at her, and she told me I was making the macaque fear-face. I love undercover primatologists. I asked if she can make the sound, and she said no, but she can make a chimp sound, and I said if I'm real good and finish all my work would she make it?

Hee. I miss Ade.

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