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12.17.02

chock full of information

It was my first day at the new job yesterday. It was chock full of information. My least favorite part of the day - filling out the stupid W-2 tax forms. I never know what to claim. I sat there and filled out all the other important stuff - name, address, social security number. But when it came time to fill in that number, I panicked.

Sweat started beading up on my forehead. My breath quickened. Jen, the HR manager watched my lips move as I argued with myself over which number to put.

Finally I just gave up and put the first number that popped into my head. 2! There, I did it. I don't know if I did it right, but it was done.

In other news...I got an interesting email from my friend Colleen. Seems, she got a Christmas card from Mike. It was signed Mike, Elisa and Marie. In case this doesn't grab you right away, let me spell it out to you. It was sigen by Mike, HIS WIFE AND HIS DAUGHTER!!!

Well, I am speechless. Really, I don't know what to say. Ok, I can understand not mentioning a wife if you're seperated or divorced. But not mention a kid?? And obviously things must not be all that bad if there are Christmas cards being sent out from the family.

I'm not angry. I really don't have anything to be angry about. It's not like we had a relationship, just digital flirting. I liked him - or at least the idea of him - but I was never disillusioned enough to think that we were heading into uncharted terriroty.

I just don't understand why he never said anything about it. Not even to Colleen, who he had been friends with over the years.

Is omission of the truth the same as lying?

8:56 a.m.

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