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Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Okay, so I've officially dubbed this week "Not as Planned". Sometimes that's good. Sometimes that's bad. Rick being up sick Monday morning, that's bad. Having to be here stupid late at work because the Lab Animals E-Protocol system was not working right, that's bad. Getting a call from my 7th grade boyfriend who I haven't talked to in about four years, that's good.

Mark was my very first boyfriend. We were together, then broke up, then got together again, then broke up, but remained friends. I couldn't ask for more than that in life. He asked me to his prom. At prom, he said, "You've just graduated from high school, what do you want to do next?" I said, "I'm wanna go to Disneyland!" and then he called me a week later having started working on arranging it. In fact, my whole appreciation for Disneyland is pretty much his fault, because that trip with him totally rocked. Mark went off to the Marines after graduation, and has stayed a Marine for 12 years. He's eligible for retirement in 8 years. Yes, this makes me feel old.

But I gotta say, though our lives have taken very different paths, it's nice to know there's still a warm spot for each other in our hearts. Hopefully he'll get a chance to come up and visit before he's deployed again. He's going back to Iraq in August or September, and he sounds more nervous about it than I've ever heard before. He went to a funeral this week for some guys in his group, and some more guys died this week. Now is not a good time to be a Marine. Guys are getting blown up in their sleep.

He gave me a lovely compliment. We were talking about how different folks had turned out different ways, how his friend Miles was a Republican now, but how I'd always had my ideals and I'd stuck by them. He's someone who can really honestly say that. He knew me when I was 13, and he knows for sure that I've always had very strong opinions about right and wrong and politics and social policy. If anything, I was more political at 13 than I am now.

Oh, and yes, it's very odd to find that old friends found you by reading your blog. Odd, and pretty darned cool.


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