Sunday, December 30, 2007

Fun time is [almost] over

I do not want to go back to work tomorrow.
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1 comment:

  1. AnonymousTuesday, January 08, 2008

    I hate that I'm in your line of fire for when you finally meltdown, but at the same time I'm glad... in a nervous sort of way. Front row seat!

    *shooter gives the signal* BANGBANG

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