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Well, that's that. Ben and I are officially no longer a Couple.

In other news, I joined the epilogue_rpg. I am pompous_percy.

And I hate my job.

For those of you that don't know, my father works for Sam Bernstein. Yes, the 1-800-CALL-SAM guy. My dad was talking to his Good Buddy Mark Bernstein and happened to mention that his little girl was quite the writer. So Mark decided to make me an offer that I couldn't refuse, not if I wasn't going to spend my entire summer slinging dead mice cream at the Dairy Queen. He wanted me to write some online pamphlets for him.
This one's about insurance companies and Why They Want To Eat Your Soul. It's boring and I don't like it. But I'm earning a shitload of money.

Also, I got an offer from the guys at Stuff--they're starting up a magazine aimed at 12-to-14 year old boys and they want me to write a column for it about hooking up.
I'm going to consult my brother a LOT on this one, I can tell.