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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Tuesday Jun 29, 2004
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Sunday Jun 27, 2004
I woke up this morning tired of feeling like crap. The head is in a … -
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Sunday Jun 27, 2004
Guess where I'm working now. -
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Saturday Jun 26, 2004
his head was found in a driving wheel, but his body never be found. -
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Saturday Jun 26, 2004
Are you dead or are you sleeping? I sure hope you are dead. -
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Friday Jun 25, 2004
It's the texting that will kill me. It's evil and perfect for passiv… -
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Friday Jun 25, 2004
It's hairy. All I want to do is sleep, but even that fails me. Some… -
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Thursday Jun 24, 2004
I wonder if she reads this. And if she does, I wonder if she's ok. … -
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Thursday Jun 24, 2004
For a while, we could sit, smoke a pipe And discuss all the vast int… -
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Wednesday Jun 23, 2004
Is it just me, or is drama hitting fucking everybody right now? Curi…
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.