I got nothing

Actually, I have plenty of things to say, I just don't have plenty of time to say them. Had to work at work today (not complaining) and I'm feeling slightly directionless about the blog. Not directionless like I want to give it up—heaven forefend—but directionless like, what, precisely should I write about? Old boyfriend stories? Current (mundane) events? Pele's dating life? (It actually exists, unlike mine.)

In the last couple of weeks, I've told the same story a couple of times about my old (ex) friend Stella. I want to write that one down, 'cause it's good. But, brother, is it long. Super extra long if I tell the whole thing. Merely typical length long if I just tell the part about the end of our friendship (the part I've been sharing recently).

Unfortunately, I don't have time to write either version.

What about the super short version:
I met Stella when I was 14. She was also in the Early Entrance Program. She was ahead of me in school, but actually a few months younger than me. She was known to be crazy. She first noticed me when this guy asked me out, but we were never more than distant friends. A few years later, when we lived in the same dorm, we became close friends briefly. Our friendship broke up when she said she was dying, but it turned out to be a lie. I haven't spoken to her in nearly 20 years and I have no idea where she is today. I'm a little curious, but mostly happy that she's not in my life.

The long version is a lot more interesting. I'll get started on it.

Oh, and if you have any requests, this would be a good time to make them. Or we could do that thing where you ask me questions in the comments and I answer them. Any questions?

Grateful for: ideas.
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