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Mar 18, 2006 08:52

Yesterday was St. Patrick's day.
I yearn to spend this day at a bar.
That'd be tight.
People need trouble..a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it. Artists do; I don't mean you need to live in a rathole or a gutter, but you have to learn fortitude, endurance. Only vegetables are happy.
At Papa John's I am movin on up.
I can do everything now including spin the dough.
Which takes talent only Papa Jon can offer.
Negro says I'll be making 7.25 soon.
There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.
Well I'm going to go build houses for the underpriveleged.
And then something.
And then work tonight.

Nothing brings people together more, than mutual hatred.
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