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  1. I'm officially a sleever!

    I can't believe it has really happened. I am still in Tijuana, Mexico at the Pueblo Amigo Hotel. I flew into the San Diego airport where my friend met me via train (she had unexpected neck surgery the week before). The first thing she said to me when I got of the plane was: "I am going to need to go home." I tried to act okay with it but I did get emotional. She decided to just go to the hotel and see how things went. She ended up leaving the day of my surgery. She was not able to see ...