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I just woke up from a very brief dream.  In it, I was awakened by the sounds of insistent knocking.  I groggily answered my front door to find a cool chick named Maryanna whom I haven’t seen since high school with a group of 15 or so people, as if they were expecting to find some kind of crazy party going on.  I told her that, um, it’s 8:30 in the morning and I have to go to work.  When I asked with polite sarcasm if that would be a problem, she said yes, pushing me out of the way and leading her entourage into my tiny little apartment to get the party started.  I then recognized a couple other random people who haven’t once crossed my mind since high school, and I got a little bitchy, telling one girl - a blonde field hockey player coincidentally named "Leslie", eh hem - that her hair hasn’t changed in 15 years, a lame-oh put-down wholly insufficient for achieving the desired effect of convincing her that there was nothing cool about starting a party at my house without my permission at 8:30am on a Wednesday.  As soon as I’d concocted that cleverest of digs, my alarm started buzzing and I woke to an empty apartment.

Faithful readers, leave thy interpretations in the comments sections below.  Just don’t say I’m old.  We know that already.

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