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10.8.04

Let me tell you all about the days I spent at work wondering who the woman who pees like Niagra falls is, only to discover yesterday that there are two of them, and both of them are old, large and look like they'd make good rich ladies who tramp through muddy fields in big wellies and breed dogs. Maybe they have hollow legs.

Does it sound like I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel?

Nothing is happening to me.

Excpt colds and unwelcome birthdays.

I spend today being 21 and sniffling and watching the temps in the corner stuffing envelopes and falling in love with each other. I felt like I had stumbled into someone else's romance novel.

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