But I always thought that I'd see you again.

Oct 23, 2004 08:56

Work is a hustle bustle. I get paid more, work more hours, and have more responsibility. Perhaps a sabotage is in order.

I need an artistic endeavor like a train conductor needs a tuberculosis test.

I should write a poem that makes the bitches go whoa.

Scuzzy's family came up from AZ last weekend. We went to the Salem Witch Museum. And then we went the Pirate Museum. And then we went to the Witch Village Haunted House. And then I was accused of being witch and was tried before a jury of my peers. And then I was found guilty because Abigail Walcott had a seizure in the middle of the trial. And then I was hanged in the town common. And then I came home and had some nachos. NACHOS!

I have been married for one month and eleven days. How dare Scuzzy NOT remember our one month and eleven days anniversary!!

Lean back skank.

Go Red Sox!
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