The mailbox has become a slot machine of sorts. Every time I put a key in, I hope that it's the financial aid check. I get paid tomorrow, and I work on Saturday, but I'd like to have it before the 31st for tax purposes. And for computer purposes. Perhaps blow purposes. Whore purposes. Porpoise purposes.
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Saturday Aug 07, 2004
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Friday Aug 06, 2004
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Friday Aug 06, 2004
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Thursday Aug 05, 2004
"I kind of met this boy" One of the worst sentences ever. But I c… -
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Wednesday Aug 04, 2004
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Monday Aug 02, 2004
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Thursday Jul 29, 2004
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thank you for the holiday wishes, i am disgustingly late at returning them. thanks for all of your guidance with the newswire, and i hope your new year brings much health, wealth, and excellence.