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fajrdrakoIt's Friday, the end of an exciting and busy birthday week. Tonight I'm going out to dinner with my oldest friend, Diane. Not my oldest in terms of age, of course, she's even older than I am, but only by six months - no, I mean I've known her since I was three and we've been close friends since I was ten. Our lives are very different. She lives in a suburb, with a lovely home, a large husband, and two kids; she does crafts and she doesn't read novels. She isn't fannish. She's a wonderful person. I'm looking forward to dinner and hearing what has happened to her and hers since her birthday, which is when I last saw her.
