Friday night, nothing was going well. An exhausting night at work, mindless data entry, which frees the brain to contemplate other things, i.e. 'do I really earn money this way?'. As I went about my journey home I almost had a wreck reaching into the back seat to find a tape, any tape, other than the 52 that occupy the passenger seat. I shall be
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Whenever you want, PLEASE call me and we'll hang out. I miss good conversations about stupid people with you!
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I added you to my friends list, hope that's kewl...
Billy
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You're one up on me. My little Geo Metro doesn't even have a tape deck.
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