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:: 7.31.2004 ::

Well, I had a humorous anecdote to tell today, something that happened that was mildly painful, but could be related in a humorous way. I also had a couple other bits to talk about, things that would be funny in that 'seinfeld-esque' manner where you're complaining, but don't really have a right to be complaining.

This is why I don't have any right to be complaining. This is why I'm double checking all the locks on my door tonight.

That's fucked. Really, really fucked. Unfortunately, I can send no more than condolences...


:: Freddy F. at 11:24 PM [+] ::
Comments:
Special-ness here, thanks for the condolences and yes it indeed sucks. but ann arbor has few if any crackhead women who pry open windows i hope.
 
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