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To: {Superconducting Fridge Magnet}
From: {Xerox Boy}
Subject: Almost forgot.
The whole thing with the comments and the math and the gnome can-can line kinda distracted me. You realize we're all going to be used for caber-tossing targets if Doc MacTaggart checks her e-mail before she has her coffee tomorrow, right? :)
Seriously, though . . . I wanted to make sure you know that I care about you. A lot. And if you ever need anything, I'm here, as long as it doesn't involve me actually wearing a dress instead of just being teased about it. And I've been worried about you, a lot, only Alison says you're going to be working on getting better now, which is a huge load off my mind, and if I can help with that, I want to, because you're my friend and you mean a lot to me.
So. What can I do?
From: {Xerox Boy}
Subject: Almost forgot.
The whole thing with the comments and the math and the gnome can-can line kinda distracted me. You realize we're all going to be used for caber-tossing targets if Doc MacTaggart checks her e-mail before she has her coffee tomorrow, right? :)
Seriously, though . . . I wanted to make sure you know that I care about you. A lot. And if you ever need anything, I'm here, as long as it doesn't involve me actually wearing a dress instead of just being teased about it. And I've been worried about you, a lot, only Alison says you're going to be working on getting better now, which is a huge load off my mind, and if I can help with that, I want to, because you're my friend and you mean a lot to me.
So. What can I do?
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Date: 2004-03-08 02:11 am (UTC)From: Dane, Lorna
Subject: Fridge Magnet?
Jamie,
Alison told you, did she?
Oh God, Moira. I think she's got her coffee maker on a timer. Hopefully, anyway. Perhaps I'll hide somewhere until I'm sure. You don't think she'd hurt the sick girl, do you?
Right, yeah, I can say it now. And it's got me scared because even though I know what I've done...I still can look in the mirror and think I'm fat. And the thought of waking up tomorrow and eating more than 600 calories makes me nauseous. So, yeah. I'm going to need a lot of help. Because this has been my life for a very very long time.
I don't know how you can help. I don't know enough about what is wrong with me yet. I never thought that I would have to worry about this. I never thought I could be this stupid. It's not as though I didn't know about this before I ever got started. And sane people just don't starve themselves.
I have no idea what to say, Jamie. I don't have any comforting thoughts or explanations. But knowing you want to help, does. So thanks.
--Lorna
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