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Oh, were you saying that Eric was from Idaho or thereabouts? I don't know that I ever knew that, but even so, I really could not care less about Idaho per se, that would not mean very much to me. Idaho is just another one of 50 possible states of the union where people might go to live, which does not include the anomalous creature known as Puerto Rico. Will there ever be a 51st state? It is not my job to advocate on that point one way or another. Tell Puerto Rico go hire a lobbyist, not to expect me to do it for them.

Which does not explain why the idiots of the college "theater club" are screaming at me. There is nothing that I can think of that I would need to discuss with them. I long ago told Eric that I am not interested and to stop following me around like a sick puppy dog. Needless to say.

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Yes, one day during college some of us were goofing around in some classrooms at  night, and the result of that was that for about one month I had this annoying obnoxious person named Eric following me all over campus like a sick puppy dog, and finally I had to kindly tell him that I am really not interested in getting serious with him and hopefully he will find some other girlfriend, not me. A few years later I hard that Eric had died and that some of his friends were trying to attach him to me anyway, even though he died and anyway I was not interested in the first place. What part of NO do these clueless "theater club" people not understand?

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How many times do I have to explain that I have 0, as in ZERO, political information about Heather. You could always ask Kathy. I imagine that she probably has a jackpot of information about that, but none of that trickles down to me, and maybe it is just as well that I not be bothered with political problems of the 1970s. They never tell me anything. Needless to say. So basically I have no connection whatever to them. Bye!

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Ah yes, how well I remember the sound of Libby's fingernails on the chalkboard, an adequate summary of the what I remember about Libby.

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Yes, now that we have returned to the United States, why are we still hearing the shrill voice of the haughty arrogant nasty hateful Libby blob? We had thought to be rid of her, but apparently life is more complicated than that.

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While working on the high school paper, my editor thanked me for grammatical improvements that I made to her editorial piece, whatever it was about I don't remember. She liked that I made it flow or read more smoothly. Yes, too bad you never had the advantage or benefit of my editing skills to reorganize your empty head, but too late now for that. You deserve to reap what you sowed.

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Anyway, I do not recall anyone asking Libby to sing a solo in the high school musical. Needless to say. Squawk squawk! Screech screech!