| [o@d] Unattainable Laxation |
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Violently agitated and highly implacable, I savor the time in my unproductive hour. My hypothetical fortune, it's like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning.
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Tuesday, November 13
after a weekend of heavy usage, our tremendous janitorial staff cleaned our elevator today. so now, instead of it being decorated with heineken and zima bottles and smelling like BBQ chicken, it's empty and smells like disinfectant. it made me feel sad...
Slapped up here on 11/13/2001 06:29:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...
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