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[Mar. 20th, 2005|07:06 pm]
Nite Mirror
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It was one of THOSE days. At least the casualty count was down to only 7 eggs. The other mishaps were more correctable annoyances such as driving right past where I was susposed to be going because I was zoning out, missed phone connections ... etc. I should just get to bed and pull the covers over my head. Except I'm affraid of how I could botch that up today.
On the bright side, I got homemade garlic bread that was pretty good. |
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