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2001-06-19 :: 8:09 p.m. I keep forgetting to pick up my godforsaken laundry. And I need toilet paper and garbage bags and a lot of really necessary items like, whatever, food and stuff, but what do I do instead? I buy a DVD. For The Boy. Oh that Sundaygirl. Always thinking about The Boy. And while he's helping her assemble or carry furniture (or something) across town, I am going to remember that this is an exercise in trust. Can she do it, folks? We shall soon find out. So how many iced mochas can one human consume in a day? The answer is five, if you're getting them for free. Damn you, Basic. Damn you. |