Today it is cloudy and a touch humid here in the desert. The energy from last night's storm is lingering in the air, and I am filled with a mix of melonchonly and introspection. That's not completely true but it sounds good doesn't it? As I type this, I'm blasting Whitney Houston's "I will always love you" and singing along inbetween sips of coffee. Today is my best friend, Melissa's birthday, and in her honor I want to share one story from our many. This story takes place around the time when we were in 8th or 9th grade (so think of a young and super dorky 13-14 year old me).  Now Melissa and I would hang out every day before school, during lunch at school, and you guessed it, after school. We would go to my apartment, which even though it was always filled with...

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