"You can sleep in another lifetime," my girlfriend told me Thursday afternoon, when I complained to her during my seventh period cafeteria duty that I was bone tired and asked her if I should show up for my 12 year old's middle school baseball game. After all, I had been to a game yesterday and he had told me he didn't care if I showed up for this away one. "Really?" she said. "You know what that means. Go to the game."
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