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I just got back from seeing Tropic Thunder with my friend Tracy, who if you've visited my Flickr page you will see her. She and I get along so well, and the thing is we have known each other for a long time through our mutual friend, Josie who just got married.

The movie was very funny. I highly recommend it. The thing is I don't like stupid humour movies. Seriously. Ask. Anybody. Dumb and Dumber? Puke. But this movie!!!! It has so many jokes in it that I think I need to go see it again to get them all. And the best part [beware spoiler] was the spoof movies in the previews.[/spoiler]

But what I really want to know right now is.. what makes someone stop talking to you and not tell you why?

I guess it is easy to do when you only talk in email and you live thousands of miles apart.

But I just don't get it.

One day you're friends, with someone, the next you can't get them to respond to an email. And you don't get to find out what you did that made them disappear.

But I guess when someone chooses not to talk to you, it really doesn't matter what their reason is.

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Wenchy said…
Hey ... just checking in.
Anonymous said…
I've been thinking about this entry for a little while, and decided to finally post something:

I often wondered the same thing about you. I tried for a couple of years to write you via email ect and never got any response from you. Same with Christmas cards and the like.

Now you've come back and I've tried to engage you in conversations random places and you've still not answered.

So maybe you could answer the question you asked for yourself.

I still love you, but I am curious sometimes.

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