07.03.02 :: 11:31 am
I carry deodorant with me everywhere, much like my cell phone. I should buy it a handy carrying case to match my purse. Something. I am looking forward to fireworks and a beach day maybe Saturday, I don't know. Even though the Gestapo is in one of her moods today, nothing can bring me down from this high-on-up feeling of five-day-weekend marvelosity. Put that in your pipe and smoke it, wench. What I really wish for right now is a blackout, so I can go home even earlier than one o'clock. Hope springs eternal.
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