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if all else fails, you can blame it on me 2004-11-12 16:11:05 %sitename%% Chris

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Friday, November 12th, 2004

my day:a half dozen of eggs splattered on my kitchen counter and floor, a bowl cracked in two, and a broken chair.

I’m just waiting for the inevitable aneurysm to round out the evening.

 

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