A chronicle of mundaneness steeped in irony and pointed realism with no real direction or point and no real defined end-point. Except maybe Tuesday, which Tuesday I leave as an exercise for the reader...
Friday, August 08, 2003
oh, plus, so tired and my joints are killing me and I've been sick for the past couple of days. work blows, too much to do, and her laptop broke...
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