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December 29th, 2005.
Dear Diary,
This year rocked.
Joanna.
I'm home Saturday. Traci, check zee email. See if I get a ride to your house or get you a ride to mine (wherever we decide to convene--for some reason I am thinking my house) you can possibly provide either a ride for me back to my house or for you back to your house. Now that I think about it, on the first that will probably be pretty much impossible. Hot damn. Maybe we can figure something out. By golly--she's got it! Come to school with me Monday! Eh? Eh? Yeah, well, there are some kinks to work out. I've been someone stuffy nosed and sore throated recently, hopefully something that will pass immidiately when I reach Houston. One can always hope. Oh, and my Christmas haul this year was not spectacular (although I can't really complain), so if anyone out there listening is still in the spirit, don't refrain from post-Christmas gift giving just because it's well.. after Christmas. I'm really a Jew anyways. Whatever that means. I enjoy long walks on the beach and the color pink.
My work here is done.
le CCM
PS. Speaking of New Yearian activities.. since we haven't been able to find anything worthy of our attention for this weekend, maybe you can come in handy. Anyone not busy? Har har.
PPS. I like saying har har. It makes me feel like a pirate. I wish I had a wooden leg. Wait, no I don't.
PPPS. Anything after PS. doesn't make any sense because it is allready post the script, and anything under the post script is still in the post script, therefore making it stupid to make it post the post script.
PPPPS. No one ever gives me stuffed animals for Christmas anymore.
Dear Diary,
This year rocked.
Joanna.
I'm home Saturday. Traci, check zee email. See if I get a ride to your house or get you a ride to mine (wherever we decide to convene--for some reason I am thinking my house) you can possibly provide either a ride for me back to my house or for you back to your house. Now that I think about it, on the first that will probably be pretty much impossible. Hot damn. Maybe we can figure something out. By golly--she's got it! Come to school with me Monday! Eh? Eh? Yeah, well, there are some kinks to work out. I've been someone stuffy nosed and sore throated recently, hopefully something that will pass immidiately when I reach Houston. One can always hope. Oh, and my Christmas haul this year was not spectacular (although I can't really complain), so if anyone out there listening is still in the spirit, don't refrain from post-Christmas gift giving just because it's well.. after Christmas. I'm really a Jew anyways. Whatever that means. I enjoy long walks on the beach and the color pink.
My work here is done.
le CCM
PS. Speaking of New Yearian activities.. since we haven't been able to find anything worthy of our attention for this weekend, maybe you can come in handy. Anyone not busy? Har har.
PPS. I like saying har har. It makes me feel like a pirate. I wish I had a wooden leg. Wait, no I don't.
PPPS. Anything after PS. doesn't make any sense because it is allready post the script, and anything under the post script is still in the post script, therefore making it stupid to make it post the post script.
PPPPS. No one ever gives me stuffed animals for Christmas anymore.