I'm beginning to realize that all my friends are cracked out.
Liz doesn't have a cell phone anymore. Which is retarded. But Liz can still check her voice mail, and last night, I received some very interesting ones. The first, a hang up. My mother later confessed that this was her, but why she would call my cell phone when she knows it is her possession, is lost on me. The second was some type of animal
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