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12:58pm 10/05/2003
 
mood: enraged
I called Megan yesterday. The conversation went something like this-

C: Hey Megan!
M: Chloe!
C: You coming tonight?
M: YEAH!
C: Really!?
M: I'm so excited!
C: Me too! So where are you gonna sit?
M: What?
C: Front-middle! Sit there! You can be called onstage!
M: What the hell are you talking about?
C: The play! I know you promised you'd come tomorrow, but I thought you might wanna come tonight too, since every night it's different.
M: Tomorrow? What?
C: Remember how I called you at the beginning of April and made you swear on your life you would come? I remember because I actually wrote it down to make sure you wouldn't stand me up again. You said you wrote it down too.
M: Oh yeah, well, see... Jami's birthday party is tomorrow. Why the hell am I going again? [insert long discussion about why she hates Jami and how much]. It's a sleepover.
C: Oh. Well, then I'll see you tonight, right?
M: Um... I kind of wanted to go to Ventura. I mean, I haven't seen them in so long.
C: What?
M: I wanna go to Ventura.
C: Oh. Goodbye.

And before she said anything, I hung up.
I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I was the one who introduced her to those people.
They were my friends. And she promised me she'd see my play.
And she stood me up. Again. For a bunch of my friends who she hardly knew.
Well, that's it. I'm sick of her.
And if Megan's reading this right now, good. Go frolic with Aaron and Chivon. It's their turn to be taken advantage of. Megan, I'm not your damn servant. I'm not waiting around anymore for you to do things you'd promise you'd do for me, and then not do them. The world doesn't revolve around you. People get sick of it. Good riddance.		  
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01:19pm 10/05/2003
  Reporter: As the reports of UFO sightings increase, more mysterious crop circle patterns are appearing in fields all around South Park. These crop circles, when viewed from above, form strange patterns.

[a plane circles around a field with odd patterns on it, and a cameraman pans out to reveal the outline of --- Cartman!]

Cartman: Hey, that kind of looks like… Tom Selleck.
Reporter: Could it be that aliens are trying to make contact with us, here on earth?
Kitty: Meow.
Cartman: [notices his kitten eyeing his pot pie] No, kitty, this is mah pot pie.
Kitty: Meow.
Cartman: No, kitty, that's a bad kitty!
Kitty: Meow.
Cartman: No, kitty, it's mah pot pie!
Kitty: Hiss.
Cartman: Mom! Kitty's being a dildo!
Ms. Cartman: [peeks in suggestively] Well, then. I know a certain kitty kitty who's sleeping with Mommy tonight.
Cartman: [confused] What?		  
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