Brianne Hogan

Last week was my imaginary ex-boyfriend's birthday. January 2, to be exact. I only know this because Facebook told me so. I had forgotten about him.

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Seriously, the lady is Busy with a capital “B.”

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Three of my grandparents died within seven months of each other. And I didn't even have a driver's license.

The turkey was rubbery. The mac ‘n cheese was cold. But somehow the meal was delightful.

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The chin hairs were the first hint of my impending senior discounts and early-bird dinners.

The cards showed me the Tower and the Ten of Swords, which is basically bleak shit worthy of jumping off a tall building.