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[Nov. 21st, 2009|01:24 am] |
If another person tells me to cheer up, I am going to shoot them. |
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|11:21 am] |
Hey, David? I know it's kinda late notice and it's not really your Thing, but do you want to go to the Homecoming Dance with me tonight?
( Didi ) |
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|08:13 pm] |
Ho hum, ho hum.
I hate weekends off. |
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|08:19 pm] |
I just read an article about a record breaking sale of Canterbury Tales at auction. My book, which I have not yet written, sold for $7.5 million, some ten years ago. Just three months ago, a 4 volume set printed around 1930 sold for nearly $10,000.
This is unfathomable to me, and I do not know what to think. Perhaps I ought to read this work before I have written it, after all. Or instead, perhaps I will have a drink. |
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|08:22 pm] |
What fresh hell is this? I thought I made it implicitly clear that taunting the blind man is not chic. |
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|08:24 pm] |
None of the restaurants in this godforsaken town have fresh fruit on the menu. Why is there no fruit on the menu? I want fruit. |
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[Nov. 21st, 2009|08:27 pm] |
And Saturday rolls around again.
Party at [address]. Blondes get in free. |
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