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so, ive been workin for my uncle roger pat few days. destroyin my grandmas sidewalk. gotta go back tomorrow, and either thursday or friday as well. im good for manual labor. and helens (my sister) birthday present was much better then i thouhgt it was, it turned blue after one use and is very pretty. im gonna name my new friend Syrilis, or

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my mom told me about this one job picking like weeds or something. they pay by the pound. i would consider it but being out in the sun for hours makes me sick. and that's only when i'm doing nothing. heaven knows what would happen if i were working as well. i think i would die. anyway, i am at the library right now and there is a creepy old guy using the computer across from me. he keeps on talking to himself and he even just looked over at me a minute ago. i'm not sure but i think he's mentally disabled. i'm rambling. have fun working.