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they don't dig Sunday, Jun. 18, 2006 - 3:43 p.m. breadstick crumbs Tuesday, Jun. 06, 2006 - 9:51 p.m. too good to be true Monday, Jun. 05, 2006 - 10:50 p.m. careful what you wish for Saturday, May. 27, 2006 - 12:34 a.m. you're not allowed to come over Friday, Apr. 07, 2006 - 11:02 p.m. |
it fell apart
Friday, Mar. 17, 2006 - 9:53 p.m.Okay it’s 9:38 on a Friday night and I’m sitting at home; drinking cranberry juice and wine; munching on trail mix; listening to music; and surfing for nothing. Something is wrong here.
I’m about two steps from quitting my job. This company is a joke. This company sucks.
I am out of wasabi green peas.
I so need my own place. Any place. Away from here. So I can get some privacy.
I didn’t go running at all this week. Too cold and tired.
I wish I had a Vespa scooter.
My black, crewneck, Gap sweater has a hole on the left elbow.
I think I’ll sleep in late tomorrow.
