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leftovers...

 Food, people...funny how I feel like leftovers.  Not the worst meal a person could have but not the desired meal either.

My leftover pizza is pretty good though....I mean, yes, hot and fresh would be better but maybe I'm getting too deep.

Still no date as to when Jerry is moving back into the house.  I've started looking for apartments again because I don't think this is going to work.  If you can go from talking (using your voice) with someone pretty much every day for 28 years to 3 times a week.....that isn't progress. 

I feel like an after thought...it sucks. 

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