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Sunday, November 09, 2003
I have trouble keeping track of what day of the week it is.

Why, you ask?

Because every day of the week is the same for me. I hear literally the same conversations every day. Every. Single. Day.

The topics include:

-- Lisa, and her plight
-- Katrina, and her bitchiness
-- Ryan, and his strange attitudes
-- What The Liberals Are Doing Wrong

And that's pretty much it. Every day.

Plus, I have missed out on major naptime this week, do to, as near as I can figure, every woman in the state going insane for ceramics. And wanting lunch at the restaurant. Don't you people realize how important naptime is? Seriously.





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