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To: Jane Harris <[email protected]>
Fr: Holly Caputo <[email protected]>
Re: Did you see that?
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Holly
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To: Holly Caputo <[email protected]>
Fr: Jane Harris <[email protected]>
Re: Did you see that?
Hello. Aren’t you getting married the day after tomorrow? What are you doing ogling other men’s naked chests?
J
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To: Jane Harris <[email protected]>
Fr: Holly Caputo <[email protected]>
Re: Did you see that?
I’m getting married, but I’m not DEAD. My God, who knew that under that mild-mannered Oxford lurked a chest of such exquisite proportions? Did you notice the abs?
Holly
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To: Holly Caputo <[email protected]>
Fr: Jane Harris <[email protected]>
Re: Did you see that?
They were slightly hard to miss. Don’t you think he was showing them off just SLIGHTLY by ripping off his shirt and diving in like that? I mean, DIVING?
J
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To: Jane Harris <[email protected]>
Fr: Holly Caputo <[email protected]>
Re: Did you see that?
Well, he’s been working, while the rest of us were just out here lounging around. I think he just got frustrated and gave up, turned off the Blackberry, and went for it. I didn’t catch anything “stagey” about it.
Wow, look at him go. That’s a lot of laps. He must really be annoyed about something—or somebody— to be swimming that fast.
Holly
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To: Holly Caputo <[email protected]>
Fr: Jane Harris <[email protected]>
Re: Did you see that?
He’s ruining my afternoon of total relaxation. How can I relax when someone is exercising that hard in front of me? He’s making me feel guilty about all that pasta I had at lunch.
J
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To: Jane Harris <[email protected]>
Fr: Holly Caputo <[email protected]>
Re: Did you see that?
He’ll stop soon. Oh, see. There you go. Oh, look, how sweet. He’s coming to sit by YOU, Janie! Itold you he likes you. Maybe even as much as PETER does.
Holly
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To: Holly Caputo <[email protected]>
Fr: Jane Harris <[email protected]>
Re: Did you see that?
I hate you.
J
Travel Diary of Jane Harris
Travel Diary of
Jane Harris
Why are men—and boys—so weird?
I mean, they certainly LOOK nice enough, for the most part. Cal Langdon, in particular, though it GALLS me to admit it. I mean, look at him, sitting there in that lounge chair, with the sunlight winking off the drops of water still clinging to his golden body hair.
Oh my God, I can’t believe I wrote the words golden body hair .
Still, not like he’s got so much of it. Just enough, really.
Just enough to make me wonder how much more he’s got, you know, below the waistband of his shorts.
I can’t believe I wrote that EITHER!!!
Still. It doesn’t matter how good they look—and just how, I’d like to know, does a guy whose job entails sitting behind a desk, typing stuff, get such defined biceps?—men are still weird.
Seriously. Just look at what they’re doing now. The Modelizer, Mark, and Peter are having this totally in depth—and boring—conversation about the Hubble space telescope and dark energy—whatever that is—and they are WAY into it. I mean, as much into it as Holly and I get when we’re talking about ER .
They’re going on about how dark energy—whatever it is— fills up most of the universe, along with dark matter, and how no one knows what either of those things is (which is a bit of a relief, since, um, I was thinking I’d missed something), but they seem to think it’s responsible for the anti-gravitational force that is causing the universe to expand, rather than contract, the way everything else does, when gravity pulls on it.
