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Ah-ha. Well.
Tags: 9-16-05

Hum.


Sharon was back at work today.


Asian Kim and Andy made her stop working for a month and a half because of how perfectly awful she can be.


Ah...


She came in, telling me how to do things I've been doing since June.


Why are you telling me what I'm doing wrong when you haven't done anything in almost two months.


Gaw!


...


Well, that was all though. Bwa-haw-haw.


Anyway, so I came back for the football game, and since I was late again, I had to park even farther out.


At least I didn't break anymore parts to my car that are already busted/breaking/broken.


Also, my finances aren't looking so hot these days.


Anyway, so I got to west after a good half-mile hike and began the ritual of annoying as many people as possible, excluding Michelle Vaughan because she left, and.. I'm pretty sure I accomplished my misson. The mission being, of course, to irritate, bother, tickle, pick up and throw, and just over-all annoy pretty much every one. And everyone being Kim, Emily, Steph, Amanda, Bronwen, Katie, Sara(h), Sam, et cetera.


Blah blah blah.

Anyway, we got destroyed by whoever it was we played. And by destroyed I mean it was like 50something to twelve.


Like the reagan game, but with the other team scoring.


Anyway, I took Jason, Katie, and Sara(h) home. In my blue car.


We went to Sonic's, found that it was much too popular to be cool, then went to Taco bell, for fear and loathing.


Food was bad, drink was good,


And it was weird.


Anyway, so,


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I don't have to work tomorow. Annnnd.


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Ah. Something on the tip of my tongue but I can't find a way to say it properly. Well.


::coin flip::


I still want to play the harmonica.

 
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