Sunday Oct 09, 2005

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God help me. I've just worked 30 hours in the last 48.

I can smell the color blue. I understand the philosophical plight of jello. But not to worry! The furniture has not yet tried to hold a conversation with me. biggrin
heatherann:
I do need oneof those. I am far too angry.

30 hours?!?! eeek How are you still alive?

Tonight, I have to suffer through 3 hours of Brian Clancy. Go me.
heatherann:
When you read this, remind me to tell you about the fucked up shit Mr. Clancy did last Thursday.

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