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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Thursday Jul 08, 2004
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Sunday Jul 04, 2004
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Sunday Jul 04, 2004
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Saturday Jul 03, 2004
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Friday Jul 02, 2004
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Thursday Jul 01, 2004
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Wednesday Jun 30, 2004
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Tuesday Jun 29, 2004
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Tuesday Jun 29, 2004
My stress level is directly proportional to my hair length.
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.