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I received an Evite from a childhood friend whom I haven't seen in many years. Well, truth be told, the last time I saw her was about 9 years ago, but we last emailed, oh, maybe 5 years ago. She and her siblings all happen to be in town on this one weekend so they're having a big BBQ at her parents' house.
The picture at the top of the invitation is her with these funny glasses, a little party blower... and a beard. A real one. Guess she decided to switch from lesbian to full-on transsexual at some point, and figured this was the easiest way to tell all her old friends at once. Which is fine in the grand scheme of things, of course--except that now I feel like if I tell her I can't make it, she's going to think it's because of awkwardness rather than the fact that I've really got a lot of shit to do these days. Meh.
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