Friday, May 27, 2005

And that was all she wrote.


It feels good to know that I may never be the butt of another middle schooler's joke again.

There's more to be said, but I'll leave it at that for now.
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  1. Anonymous10:40 PM

    So what's in store for you now? I have an imaginary boyfriend. He is in 5th grade. His name is James. I (heart) him!

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  2. MC1:32 PM

    If yesterday is any indication, I'm going to stuff myself full of Guatamalan food, spend my entire salary on top shelf tequila shots for the whole bar, sing/dance karaoke to "All That Jazz" (complete with jazz hands), and konk out at 3am watching Six Feet Under with two dear friends.

    Or, you know, look for jobs.

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