Under the best of circumstances, I am not what you would call laid-back. No, I am wound more tightly than a cheerleader's high ponytail, a living ball of stress, filling the valuable nanoseconds with chatterthon as though one day to collect on a world-record in continuous drash, flipping unhappily through magazines and pursuing to the logical limit
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And congrats on the job...I think.
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And thanks!
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mom revoked your poetic license? wow. i never had one. however you told me you were going to arrest me for clashing when i put on every item of pink clothing i owned at once.
i like the fact that you used the bank lady's anti-semitism to scare her into opening the account out of fear that you'd create and even bigger spectacle than you did. You clearly wielded your semitic volume capacity well.
as for ann arbor, having spent a good amount of time there - it's really not at all like oberlin... first of all, you know umich is famous for cultural studies and all those types are in abundance ou there. it's honestly more like a big Ithaca than anything else - and so close to detroit which is a really interesting city. It's more college-town annoying. Plus you can go record a record in emily's uncle's basement....?
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mom revoked your poetic license? wow. i never had one. however you told me you were going to arrest me for clashing when i put on every item of pink clothing i owned at once.
nuuhhhh? OMG. I don't remember that. Was that via "the bad police" or "the French police"? or just me?
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