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This woman just called work wanting to have phone sex. She kept saying she had black boots on and nothing else, and was eager to describe herself further. We played along for a bit and then let her go. A little later we got a telemarketing call from another woman; so I asked if she had any boots on. I think I found a new game to play at work.

A guy I work with also just left to meet up with two RVs full of hot girls from the University of Miami. He's going down to the Keys with them for Fantasy Fest. Even though he invited me to go with them, I'm still finding it very easy to lather up a general hatred for him.

I'm also a bit perturbed by my newfound ability to flag. I knew it was only a matter of time since friends who joined around the same time I did got their flagging rights recently. But, does anyone else mistake the FLAG link for EDIT? I've caught myself every time thus far, but I fear muscle memory will get the best of me eventually.

Oh, and I have two giant zits on my face one right on top of the other. I'm thinking of changing my Halloween costume to be Lemmy from Motorhead.