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Dear Diary,
She blew me off again today. I should just expect it by now, but noooooo. I think, "This time, it'll work out. This time, she'll be a normal human being and do normal human things, like not totally blowing off her friends." I'm a fool for getting my hopes up, I guess. I'm only her best friend, her roommate. I don't even rate next to Credit freaking Dauphine. No matter what she has planned, that damn beeper goes off and she drops everything and runs. Who does her boss think he is? She's allowed to have a freaking life outside of work. And she works at a stupid bank, for Pete's sake! Overdraft fees aren't a matter of national freaking security.