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Sun, November 18
Missing
My friend and coworker went missing on Tuesday. Well, not missing in the sense that her family does not know her whereabouts, but missing in the sense that they are not telling ME. And, the fact that I miss HER.
Here's the story: We went to drinks with an old coworker of ours at The Blue Owl on 2nd Ave. It was happy hour, much to our delight. The drinks were easy on the alcohol--so no one was feeling dizzy or buzzed, but our taste buds were happy. The drinks tasted like candied grape fruit. After an hour or so, we parted ways. I went to Westville to meet my Inner Monologue friends for dinner, and she went to Irving to do some writing.
The next morning she didn't come to work. My friends and I thought she slept late. I left her a message akin to "get your butt to work bitch!" but nicer.
Turns out she had to go to the hospital for a killer migraine. I sure can relate.
But its been radio silence since then.
Pick up the phone, R!
Where are you??????? It has been a week.
Posted by lexzog at November 18, 2007 01:45 PM
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