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| 28-January-2008, 06:49 |
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Nice start.
This morning I got into work and checked my phone messages.
Late Sunday night somebody, inebriated or otherwise, called my phone and sang mostly nonsense, but I did pick out the crooning of "where are yooooouuuu?"
I wonder if I'll get a call this morning.
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| 28-January-2008, 08:20 |
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I made up one of those... acronyms for remembering the notes of the strings on my guitar.
Even Apples Don't Get Baked Everyday
I'm quite tickled by it.
It wasn't my first thought, which was
Even apples dig green baked eggs.
Weird exudes from my pores.
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