We were going to enroll Dan in some classes at City Arts, but he didn’t want to take any. I told him 85 people had unused gift certificates at the Center.

I accidentally wandered into Erika’s wedding, where most of the girls who were supposedly “oh so nice and smart” and deceitful, petty, and snobbish, were wearing white bridal gowns too. “It’s this year’s theme,” Ashlee said. Melissa F. sneered at me. I escaped and locked myself in a broom closet until everyone was gone.