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The Chinese manager gave me K3 for the second week of summer camp. Two to three year olds. She thought it would be a good experience. She thinks I'd make an excellent father. I've let her sit on my knee a few times. Usually at work-related social functions. Never on the clock. Always in public. She just walks up with a drink in each hand and plants ( Read more... )

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I rarely refer to the circumstances surrounding journal entries. I can rarely do it well. This was intended to be the August 3rd post. It's a little late because the dog just ate a Chuppa-Chuppa. Or Choop-Choop. Or something like that. The Goddamned dog just managed to get into my bag and swipe this shitty little sucker some shitty little brat ( Read more... )