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Okay, so 1/12th the year is done and I've barely put a dent in my annual list of five goals. Thinking I need to free up some time, go back to working just five days a week. Which probably means finally nixing the bookstore after five years. It has me feeling a little conflicted. But I've got to make the maximum amount a scrilla for my time at work and the bar just pays more. Damn. This is really tedious shit. Hey - has anyone else felt kind of "left hanging" since we turned off that second installment in the wonderful "Porky's" franchise? I find myself wondering what happened to those endearing 30-year old kids after they left the cemetary. I wonder if the short guy found his pants, or if he just kept running around with his saggy naked ass out for the whole movie. Did some people not have access to underwear in the fifties?