Swap weekend/year

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 *This story only uses words from the [original story](https://awestover.github.io/skyspace/posts/misc/02-25-24.html) by my friend Alek Westover, and each word does not appear more times in this story than in the original. You should read the original first. It's way better.*
 
 
-Zhou enjoyed the peaceful process of being disappointed that he was working at 7-11 instead of being a chef somewhere. The occasional car sped by outside, but the really persistent noise was his boss taking the weekend off. "Hey Zhou, what's cooking?" Hu came over. "You down for some games tonight?" Some days Zhou would go. But today was really important, it was the day he reviewed his calendar. "Sorry Hu, gotta make fancy instant noodles (IN)". "Ah, too bad, I got some really good ones!". "Hu, we literally played video games all night." "Ah good point, well see you tomorrow!" Hu walked out the door. That was the only tasty food Zhou was known to make.
+Zhou enjoyed the peaceful process of being disappointed that he was working at 7-11 instead of being a chef somewhere. The occasional car sped by outside, but the really persistent noise was his boss taking the year off. "Hey Zhou, what's cooking?" Hu came over. "You down for some games tonight?" Some days Zhou would go. But today was really important, it was the day he reviewed his calendar. "Sorry Hu, gotta make fancy instant noodles (IN)". "Ah, too bad, I got some really good ones!". "Hu, we literally played video games all night." "Ah good point, well see you tomorrow!" Hu walked out the door. That was the only tasty food Zhou was known to make.
 He took a flashcard from his pocket. He happily checked "close up shop" off the list, and reviewed the remaining items: "Dinner, review calendar, sleep".
 When Zhou arrived home he quickly did some eggs and tomatoes and IN and idly tended them. In a bit he sat down at his desk with a slightly burned dinner and got out his calendar. He added this day's cards to a shoe-box filled with similar items. He was a little dejected to see how most only had IN written on them. He flipped to the next month and was surprised to see a short note cramped on the page, covering the boxes for the first few days of the month.
 
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 Ever your friend,
 Lin"
 
-Zhou was shocked. He remembered 5 years ago when Lin left for graduate school, he said they must meet up again at Zhou's flashcard mountain. In the first year Lin was away they had exchanged letters frequently, and had discussed the plan a few times. Then both their lives had gotten busy and the letters had been less frequent. With regret Zhou realized that he hadn't asked Lin for more than half a year. He stared at the letter. Would Lin come? Zhou had never found Lin to break a promise before. Zhou fondly remembered time spent with him. His favorite times were those spent hiking or cooking with Lin. Lin would always tell him interesting math problems that he was working on and inquire about IN. Zhou decided his friend would go and meet him.
+Zhou was shocked. He remembered 5 years ago when Lin left for graduate school, he said they must meet up again at Zhou's flashcard mountain. In the first year Lin was away they had exchanged letters frequently, and had discussed the plan a few times. Then both their lives had gotten busy and the letters had been less frequent. With regret Zhou realized that he hadn't asked Lin for more than half a weekend. He stared at the letter. Would Lin come? Zhou had never found Lin to break a promise before. Zhou fondly remembered time spent with him. His favorite times were those spent hiking or cooking with Lin. Lin would always tell him interesting math problems that he was working on and inquire about IN. Zhou decided his friend would go and meet him.
 He checked the calendar. There were 3 days until the appointed day, a Saturday. He thought of his agenda for tomorrow: Obtain IN stuff, do laundry, ask to take the weekend off from work. Then, tired but excited, Zhou went to bed.
 
 Five days later at 7am Zhou anxiously waited outside his house outside Hu's car. Should I call Hu? he wondered. Hu's car was great and was on time, but not Hu. "Ah shoot, if Hu is not back by night I'll try and find someone to rescue you or recover your dead body." Zhou had made so much IN that it started to snow IN, graceful flakes falling and thinly coating the road. At that moment Zhou spotted a cop behind them, which screamed. Zhou belatedly stared, but he signaled for Zhou to stop. Zhou reluctantly did so.