Last night I told myself, you will start going through your boxes at noon tomorrow in order to sort what you want to take with you to school and what you want to leave behind. I got up this morning at 8, and frittered away the morning, thinking I didn't have to do anything till noon.

Well, noon came and went. So did 3:00. So did 6:00. Now it's past 9, and all I've done is disassemble my computer and put it and my stereo downstairs by the front door. (I'm on my brother's computer now.)

My plan is to get up tomorrow at 8 and go and get my boxes in order, and hopefully be ready to leave by 11:30.

I know that I have Sunday night to finish bringing anything I forget or can't fit in the car tomorrow.


The thing is, every single freakin' year I tell myself, 'this year will be different. this year I will not procrastinate. this year I will be organized.'

The year hasn't even STARTED yet and look what I'm doing. God damn, I need to be smacked.

In the mood for some trouble....Hmmmmm....

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*lmao*

I've just downloaded some tragic 80's mp3s

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Hoping Waffles is rollin' the bones in Vegas and not worrying too much about incursions from The Man on his website. I suppose that if I, a white-collar corporate stuffshirt type can enjoy his work, so can a couple of bored federal bureaucrat types. Take it as a compliment.

Now go slather some butter on those Belgians.

Shabbat Shalom

I,m going to try to drive today,I haven,t even tried in months, stay like this,I,ll end up agoraphobic,like my mom.I,m too social a person to let this happen to me.I don,t like being dependent on someone just for a ride.How cruel life is,it seems all my life I,ve been running away from something and now I can,t drive. Fucking panic attacks,who would have thought me,so stupid I never had sense enough to be afraid,reduced to this.I,m going to sit my ass on the pity pot.I,d still be sleeping,but there,s a crew pounding my walls.I,m hoping this is just my hormones,but whatever it is,it,s a bad thing.

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it's official.

i'm in love.

and this is the real thing.


finally.

it's funny. they always said, "when it's the right one, you'll just know." for once, they were right.

sarah, i take it this is not the milk drinker. please dish further.

j, i can relate.

i am running the girlchild a bath. she has been getting really pissy with me, lately. after i finish here, i will do my daily jobsearch in the pathetic olympia online classifieds, and then take the girl and the dog for a walk. then, i will clean the house. my life is so stunningly exciting. my entire paycheck is gone, and i just deposited it yesterday. something must be done. how does one go about making money? what is the correct way to set about achieving this goal?

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up on th' hill.

hooked up to the local server. goodbye, having to dial long distance for internet access! Fuck you, MSN! Fuck you , USA web Services, you jackasses!

I am listening to hilt's "journey to the center of the bowl" and I think I must put some on that jam tape I am making for Rhiannon. I love this album, every tune segues into the next and there's such a eclectic mix of styles all at once, sort of like throwing an alternative album into a blender, adding some old school metal, some Augustus Pablo, and The Damned, then hitting liquefy.

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Pissed off,from the fact that I,m all over the boards,I guess you can tell I couldn,t drive,husband painting a room,bored.Pissed,might as well get tanked.

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We'll be leaving for the first official football game of the season. Duey's. I call the boys Huey, Duey, and Luey respectively. Duey plays at 5:30, Huey at 6:30. There are cheerleaders.

laughing my ass off,Agatha the gir child bit,my kids use to think I calling them bad names when I called them spawn.Lawanda Heather and Ryan were so close in age,I called them thing one and thing two.Kids you got to love them.

Dam it,I,m no genius,but it,s this fucking keyboard,I have to hold my legs just right or I lose whole words or sentances.S/O went to get me more vodka,God love him

wondering if watching ECW kills as many brain cells as drinking, and what happens when one combines the two. I'll be in Philly in April, where they are headquarters. PErhaps if my buddy Will and our other wrasslin' fans-archeologist buddies show up to that conference, we can test this.

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Sarah, please copy me on the e-mail to Agatha. I'm very curious. And I have to admit that I was kinda pulling for the milk drinker, but I guess he gets to be your friend and he sounds like a cool enough guy for that to work with. Ummm. Yeah, anyway, this is the archangel, right? DISH.

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world shut your mouth


shut your mouth

put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth




another tune I wish my band could have covered

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Nasturbating with a cheese grater

whats nasturbating?

no no

i dont need to know..

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I think it's where you try to masturbate, but you just can't quite get it right.

Thinking about the past year. My husband came back from the laundry mat and asked us to get in the car. We drove down main street and the moon slid out like a giant orange circle from behind a fir tree. Extraordinary. It hung over the top of main street, blocking vision, and my daughter burst into tears, asking if this was it. The end of the world. I would like to say the moon's face had a profound look, but it had actually a benevolent, goofy sort of happy face expression.

Which suited me. It's not the end of the world,but it's the end of a strange and surreal year. Twelve months ago, life was going along - and forgive me for using this word, but it's the only one which will do, tickety-boo. I had started a writer's group with very interesting friends, just obtained the job I wanted, my daughter was in an undeniable permanent remission from cancer and my son was recovering from a hideous school year.

And then I went to the dentist. Sure, some small problems had cropped up - hair clumps on the bathtub floor, blurred vision, dizziness, nothing I couldn't ignore, though. Until the dentist slid the needle into my gums and injected adrenaline based freezing. "I feel really dizzy and nauseous" I said. "oh, that's normal", they replied. Okay.

Three weeks later, I walked with a shuffle, could barely speak and when I could get a word out, was intellectually unfit for the simplest conversation. I could deal with the pain and endless other physical problems, just not with the cognitive difficulties. That stung. I have been reading 6-10 books a week from my 8th year. Suddenly, I couldn't pull the meaning out of a simple sentence.

I've recovered about 70% on good days. Writing is hard, but still easier than speaking. I thought I would miss the streams of friends through the house from morning til night, but oddly enough, I don't. At first, I stopped them from coming over because visiting was impossible. Now, I simply don't feel like visiting through every spare moment in which I could be doing something more interesting. You can't think clearly when people surround you with words all the time.

So here's a cliche that means something: you never know what's around the corner. I got sick, our dog was killed by a truck, my husband lost the mayor's election and my son began to dream strange dreams.

For those of you who've bothered to read this far without rolling your eyes or sighing, there's a sappy harlequin ending. Life got better. I am still shaking my head over that one, but life got better in certain unexpected ways than life before the amazing month of September, 1998.

We still miss the dog, though.

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Pasturbating.

Heh.

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Jim, don't you mean "Pasteurbating?"

Or aren't you into safe sex?

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Started filling out the forms to collect child support from the dead-beat mom. It's worse than tax season. Mainly because I don't do the taxes, we pay someone to do them. This, we have to fill out all by our lonesomes. Luckily, we have Quicken, so all I have to do is write the totals from that.

The job is a whirlwind. School District is strange.

blowing milk out of his nose...

LOL

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Agatha: Darick says he does know John and Monika whom you asked me to ask him if he knew. He wanted to know how I know them. I told him we were triangulating our experiences of Seattle to make a common plane. That you thought you knew who he was, with none of the subjective analysis thereof.

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Boris, Dahlink: El Cid will meet you at the old terminal on the agreed upon date. Bring the Greek and be sure there are no guests.

Working on my own cult,yea it,s fun and easy,God sure make some people filthy rich.Lets all let God help us get rich,then lets start a cult on our own island and just do what we want to do.Grow pot from the best seeds,God wants us to.God helps those that help themselves,he told me this.

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Gettting ready to go to the office, so I can answer phones and get basketball scores. Working with jocks is soooo easy, because they are sooooo stupid. Talked to my frined Jason who is bringing back campus partys with bands to michigan Tech. Awesome

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trying really really really hard to work.


really.

wondering how skooter got a journalism job with his lacking spelling skills.

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taking big bong rips.


so much for abstinence. damn. i think i lasted 3 months this time.

wondering what sexual fetish is being supported by Janny's new cult.

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is missing Waffles. And, wondering where in the heck Danipoo is.

Regulars cannot take a leave of absence without clearing it through me first.

Please take note of that.

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wondering why i am taking an amtrak train to delaware to go to canada.

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as usual. Vegas chewed me up and spit me out. she does it that way. sucks you in with her dazzling lights and neon fantasies. She gives you a bit in the beginning. Makes you feel like a "winner" just when the liquor levels alter your judgement enough to make this fantasy seem real (two days later)....she takes it all back and lets the door hit your ass real hard on the way out. You have been hearing about all those fires out here??? Well I threw cigarette butts out the window as i left town with the hopes she would burn burn burn. The desert drive is grounding.......it truly made me feel real...foundation...planet I said. When was the last time you looked in any direction and were able to see 50 miles or more. The colors are so saturated in the high desert...the air is so clear......nothing like 108 temp beating down your neck to remind you that your STILL mortal. We didn't use air condition for obvious reasons.....i still have sand in my nose and ears..............i hate trucks...........vegas wasn't as quite as sinful as it has been....i stayed liquored.......and buffet'ed my arse off. Nothing like seeing a friend walk in and win $1000 from a $20 spot on the dollar slots....and here you are droppin quarters on those cheated poker slots only to walk away with an empty plastic cup. Circus Circus.............fuck that place.........hello all...how are things?

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I,m glad to see you made it back okay Waffles,thats how Vegas is for everyone I think.it,s still fun!!!

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FURTHERMORE..................thinking of those japanese clients my wife hosted for dinner that evening. the japanese are so peculilar.....they come to the states and when we decide to go out to eat.....they want japanese.........i don't get it........i felt outta place. half the table is speaking japanese the other few of us are speaking english and a select few understand tid bits of info........like my wife...however she is really good and nodding an smiling...she smiles good....t.his one designer from tokyo had us both swooning.........a total hottie.....we agreed but we couldn't communicate with her. being shy outside of her usual surroundings, she was quiet...however she could kareoke like mad.......i love going to kareoke with the japanese.. i always get a lot of attention...i am tall, stately to them, they respect my wife and respect me more simply becauase i am a man ....so i understand it anyway......however the japanese do have a dark sense of humor, they understand my irony and satire more so than my directions to their hotel. the understnd my humor when i sing superfly in the high wispery voice just like curtis.....they drink...they drink well.......ever had a $150 bottle of Crown Royal Reserve? me niether and i still don't see what the big deal was.....good shit as always...but it did have a strange tassle on the bottle.....hmmm.....thats the way they do it...i like that...i like it alot.........thanks J.......

Welcome back Waffles. My favorite quote about Vegas is that it's the only city in America where you can drive there in a $15,000 Pontiac and ride home in a $200,000 Greyhound Bus.

officially an uncle.

my brother's girlfriend squeezed out the little youngblood this morning in rome.

i can't wait to teach him how to run around screaming,

"ARIVE DERCI, MUTHAHFUCKAHS!!"

that kid's mom is gonna hate me for life.

So he's not in, like, Rome, New York then?

No,he was at Lost Wages.Some gal on Sally is going to tell her husband that she made arn flick behind his back,what iith people?

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being an uncle is the shit. i'm going to put the ivory and ebony underneath my niece's long little fingers as soon as she figures out how to walk.

yawning. yawwwwninnnng. yaaaaaawnin g. yawn ing YAWNING. yaunink yonning yogning. iaaneeen. hyeaa'mk. cheuhwhoopk. EEEAAAcowwwwwpht.

fall started showing up today, i'm about to fall on the floor as a result, where is all that new school year zip I used to have back when I was schoolin'

spoolin' coolin' drooooooolllll. hwhyskp.

got to work today to find a dozen roses waiting for me in my office.

stuff like this never happens to me.

getting hyped up for the reggae this weekend, it will be good to get the hell out of here.

Skooter got a journalism gig because the paper he works for is a complete joke and run by fascist scumbag editors, but it sure beats working for fascist scumbag pizza shop managers. another friend of mine worked there for a while before she went to tour Yugoslavia.


gotta kep an eye on the time, croc hunter is on soon. Croc week beats shark week hands down.

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wanting to lunge a large blunt object at that mannequin with the mustache.....mark you are torturous

Sem... is it the one with the wallaby who is really sick and has this fatal disease caused by a lump on its jaw - the disease is called Lumpy Jaw. Or the one where hes swimming thru millions of jellyfish and surprisingly GETS STUNG

i hate that guy.... Waffle can I borrow your large blunt instrument after you have decapitated the mannequin to stab the Crocodile Hunter..

Cheers

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rolling up a large blunt instrument.

nervous of the new microwave. after you heat something up, letters pop up where numbers should be... ENJOY.............YOUR.............MEAL. and then CLOSE.............THE..............DOOR........... and if you forget to close the door (or just leave it opened to test what happens), it starts blinking! CLOSE THE DOOR CLOSE THE DOOR CLOSE THE DOOR!

so i did.

Preparing for a 10 a.m. deposition.

Waffles, I think that mannequin is part of a tribute to that guy who killed himself last year. I forget which one it was, Milli or Vanilli.

Nevermind. I was talking about TODAY'S mannequin.

happy as hell to be here.

recalling a talking machine...uncle had a nissan 300z that talked. He got into a fender bender and the english translation device got damaged....it told you to close your door in japanese......but with a strange slur to it.......

Jimbo,it was exhibitionist,it,s the best way I can help my cult.Happy for Sarah.I saw in the paper where a 12 year old girl in England is going to have a baby,when I was 12,all I cared about was comic books and candy.Her poor mom.

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doing a bad, bad thing.

chewing on tic tacs, filing my nails, and contemplating work.

perplexed......handful of good shows in the next 7 days. Undoubtly more expensive shows. Roger Eno, brother to Brian is playing with Lol Hammond and Roedelius (formerly of the German prog rock Cluster and Harmonia ((which did Brian Eno work with way back when)) . Other Roedelius, I have no idea what to expect from Eno . I only know his brother's work.

THEN McCoyTyner comes to town...no explanation needed

and Finally the legendary Pretty Things....it would be nice to see the band that influenced Tommy, Kinks,and Bowie not to mention the inclusion of Dick Taylor former Stones guitarist.........i hate it when this happens ........when it rains it poors it seems......

drained.

about 90 today, and spent the hottest bits walking on sand roads in direct sunlight. There must have been some complete shit for brains back a hundred some years ago who thought they could grow stuff in the soil I've been walking over lately. All sand compacted sandstone. guess i wil be missing that aerobics again, but hopefully walking a few k's today makes up for it.

I know if I was truly hardcore i'd go out for the run anyway, but lately I have slipped a bit in momentum . . . I think my upcoming four day weekend will do good.

Watching the croc hunter is one more thing i can do that will annoy someone else, but you can't deny the entertainment value of watching someone get nearly eaten alive by Komodo Dragons.

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Getting anxious about school starting in about 3 weeks, and then it's bye bye job.
Making homepages and getting paid $900 really isn't bad, in fact it's insane, and I haven't even finished school yet.
A little bit anxious to go see Tori Amos in Seattle too, but partially because I heard there are some pretty good boiled peanuts at Uwijimaya in Chinatown.

dry heaving........wondering if Tori's drapes match the carpet...........











still heaving heavily

Wondering if your average 14 year old Kentucky girl with a broken pelvis really DID know Uncle Bubba was lying about the Spanish Fly...

starting my ten-day weekend right now.

You guys talk a lot.

No work for three days. Actually, yesterday wasn't work, I go in on a volunteer basis to take the A+ certification class.

Today hubby and I do landscaping projects, tomorrow is house cleaning day. Oh joy.

mailing a tape to swine.

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Listening to Prison Sex by Tool, my second most favorite of theirs, my first being Opiate.

I,m wishing people would lay off Waffles.I won all 3 games of bowling last night,well one was a tie.I finally got an e-mail about free computer.

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done surfing and heading back out to put up a fence.

Debating in my head if the only thing keeping me in this country is fear?

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filled with giddy excitement.

i have a meeting with my boss in an hour that i have to get through. then it's downhill from there. leaving work early to shop with joan for new dresses to wear at my party tonight. then to the gym to work out for an hour. come home, shower, drink an aperitife, listen to some funk, and wait for the hordes to show up.

the best part of all is the anticipation of seeing Michael tonight. i feel all wobbly inside whenever we're going to be together.


i know... it's sickening.

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Here Jimbabe...been so busy I aint had time to come online. I'm like never home so I decided to stay in this evening. I'm totally tired out. Time for a Z and a couple beers then bed. I miss ya Jimbabe..hope your well and I'll e-mail you tomorrow morning.I have soooooo much to tell you. Sweet dreams.

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finally getting around to recording some live parliament/funkadelic for docta llama.

i'm getting into a groove and this is turning into an epic project.

atomic dog (dayton OH, 1981) is up right now, preceded by red hot mama/call my baby pussy, into you/standing on the verge/headstrong, all recorded at howard theatre in the chocolate city back on november 2nd of 1978.

this is going to end up being a 2 or 3 tape project.

i'll send it out tomorrow or monday.

Gonna post something just because it's now 2 hours short of a 24 hour WAYD dry spell.

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re-posting here because I am into a 2 or 3 month long dry spell.

And somehow I just lost the post that I just wrote. And it was genius I tell ya....pure genius.

But I'll never be able to recreate it so -- you'll just be left to wonder....just how good WAS it?

Damn good. But now you'll never know for sure. Maybe I'm just blowing smoke up your asses. Maybe my first, aborted, post sucked big time and I'm just telling you a lie.

Maybe?

Maybe not?

Posting just because I believe his aborted post was nothing short of pure genius. I have faith...

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watching a british mother test-taste a piece of her daughter's placenta (which has been cooked in garlic and butter) at a family event celebrating the new arrival.

they're gonna turn it into placenta pate and feed it to the rest of the family later that evening.

i think i'm gonna be sick.

Do you MIND? I am eating Ice Cream. Is that true? How gross.

Took the pooch for a walk, did some canning. Seemed to cook a lot today. Watched a monkey movie with the kids.

yeah, it's true.

i turn on the food network for cooking ideas and i get a recipe for "placenta pate".

shit like that makes me scared for us all.

I hate sites that take ages to load.

The boys have rebuilt this comp so now its goooooood again. And doesnt make me restart all the freakin time.

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hoping Monsieur Rock duPet stays around this time for a little while.

And, Danipoo-- didja send me that e-mail yet? Or did you send it to me at work? If so, I'll get it tomorrow.

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trying to write an essay of 200 words for my GED class...thought it was about time to get that fuckin' piece of paper. The topic I have to write the essay on is advantages/disadvantages of being an only child. I wasnt an only child so I'm pretty much screwed. And being that I have no clue on how to write an essay in perfect essay form, I'm super screwed.

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Gonna write that e-mail right now Jimbabe!

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being so bored with working on this holiday that I'm going out side for a cigarette

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make an appointment with his majesty, oh yeeah.

groovin' to this new Burning Spear I just picked up. "living Dub vol. 4" i MUST see this band live.

Reggae On the Rez was one of the best parties I've ever been to. Met a lot of friends i haven't seen in a while and got to listen to some awesome, diverse reggae inside the sacred powwow dancle circle, surrounded by 40 foot tall red pine, and Lake Superior right there. Some truly good kaya, Jamaican Jerk chicken, ginger beer and fry bread, mmmm. Gorgeous lithe young women with dreadlocks, double mmmm.

Saw the truly weird reggae/ska band Saccichihuahuas, Which features an accordian instead of guitar. madmen all. Then conga Se Menne, the Finnish reggae band, as heard on NPR and famous for their tune "Guess Who's Coming to Sauna (Heikki Lunta)" and their awful tropical shirts. Great musicians, though. Then a drum circle, and after that the band Modern Life from Duluth (!), again excellent. then a band I can't remember the name of because i was feeling Irie, you know, and totally entranced with the blonde dreadlocked woman belting out some truly righteous vocals over a dub background.

And then it was time for my favorite band of all - Cry On Cue. Damn, once again they had the whole crowd shaki' their booty to a set of mostly original tunes, although the did their classic versions of Marley's "Screwface" and Toots and the Maytal's "Premature" and "Pressure Drop" which is the best version of any band I have heard redo it, and tha even includes the original version!

Man, that must be what heaven is like.

I'm camping out next year and dancing all night.

oh, yeah.

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Thinking that the world's gone mad when a
man (kinda cut too!) decides he's gonna get knocked up.

http://www.malepregnancy.com

I got this from Lance of Glassdog fame. Mebbe itza hoax/but day-um! How much are they paying him for that shit? Sure, I'd go on E-Bay & auction off one of my
kidney's in a heartbeat /if it were legal. But pregnancy -- no way! Not for love or money!

(Wonder if they told him the stretchmarks wd be permanent...)

No grand reggaefests for moi. Just settling into a new gig & monitoring my godchild's medical progress in NY (the chemo appears to have worked, yet again. She gets to start school this week w/everyone else. Keep a good thought for her, folks.) If I ever get rich/ALL of my $$ is going the the pediatric cancer center at Sloan- Kettering. The staff there are truly earth angles...)

Had the Parental Units over today for a a BBQ/which was a nice. Beat my Dad at poker/ which was even better (cuz he talks more shit than a little bit at the card table).

Missing Nate & Margret & PJ & Sem & PetRock & His Markness. But since I left/I haven't been able to get back into the boards/even just to read up. Oh, the pain of being banished by the gods!

Hoping everyone ate & drank well for Labor Day.

And CONGRATS TO SWINE ON BEING AN UNCLE! :) But do you have a niece or a nephew? Inquiring minds wanna know!

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Moving to Albuquerque in five fucking terror filled days.

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Just happy to hear from R.C.,I love that woman!!I have your God-daughter in my prayers.

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