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3:57 p.m. - 2003-12-08 I have a lot of friends, and a lot of good friends, and I know how incredibly lucky I am on that front. I hang out with Mama Bean and I laugh and am goofy and talk about everything in the universe. I hang out with Diana and am constantly amazed at how much we have in common. I sit around shooting the shit with Stus or Bear or Canoegirl or Foreman, and I always have a good time. But none of them are the Raisin. I'm never going to have another friend like her, and I hate the fact that we live further apart than is convenient for dropping in unannounced. I miss you, Raisin. Hurry up, December 21st. My best friend is the best Christmas present I could possibly ask for.
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