Gawdamn gloomy ass weather. All stormy and crap. It's like seeing my bed all comfy and yelling at me (i have an aggressive bed) to come and take advantave (see?) of it's comfortable softness. But, nooooo, i'm stuck looking at these gloomy clouds through the windows of my work. And for some reason, I'm also craving tacos. I'm sure it'll pass.
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And you are not allowed to leave till I know the mystery of the 8-3-1 crap. :-\
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Visit often, dammit!
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