Sometimes The Onion has my number so totally that it's just embarrassing.
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I am applying for a job at the hospital AS WE SPEAK.
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Spent the morning huddled over chamomile tea, wrapped in blankets, desperately hoping that whatever was afflicting my digestive tract had passed. I'm going to blame the Dora the Explorer cake, but dude, last night and this morning, I was in HELL. All this, and I have to work on the car, too!
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Bought a pocket IC digital recorder, last night, with the money that my grandmother gave me for my birthday. Fair warning: I am never going to be without this device. If you show signs of being about to say something amusing/incriminating, I will not hesitate to record your ass. I've done some simple experiments, and it should have some interesting musical applications, as well. More on that as I put it to use...