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March 11, 2002
Wendy had a crush. Such an interesting guy. Even for a 6th grader. Most 6th graders are interesting. This fellow was one of a kind. Tucked his shirt in at the front but not in the back. Constantly talking to himself, sometimes audibly, sometimes so that you had to practice reading his lips. Which you had to habitually stare at him to do. Which Wendy did. First in curiousity, then in awe, then with obvious designs. This guy would remain interesting and self-absorbed (and wouldn’t you be an unrepentant solipsist, if you were this kid?) for awhile. Worth the embarassment.