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Jul 31, 2008 12:53

Dear dad:

I am going to be a fucking WAGE SLAVE. I don't think health insurance is part of the deal. Use some logic.

Love,
Me.
Your put upon oldest daughter who is really starting to regret taking this video store gig.

Dear thunderstorms:

STOP IT. I have to go find a birthday present for roseanna and I'd appreciate it if I didn't have to go to Davenport with wind gusts. I can handle rain, but I put my foot down when it comes to wind gusts.

No love,
Me.

work hard for the money, heck yes i'm from iowa

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