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2:06 p.m. ~ 2003-06-11
done and done chances of me skipping out of work early today? (thursday, yes its 2am, im pulling my usual insomniac routine) well, chances are slim to none but that wont stop me from trying. the only part time job i know of that has you working 38 hours a week. im friggin tired. the rain held out for my barbeque up until the very end, but my guests were full and a little drunk so nobody minded. we sat under the awning and listened to todd tell horror stories from his job, hes a supervisor for the port authority. ever seen two adults throw devil dogs and water at each other at a toll booth? he has. damn i wish i could have been a witness to that. and the plans are finalized for tomorrow. hearing his voice, even slightly drunk, is so soothing. mind and body feels better after talking to him and making him laugh. and that makes me laugh; he told me once he thought i had a beautiful laugh and it makes him feel like he could do anything. awwww. yeah im done for. thinking of wearing orange terrycloth capris. he will lose his goddamn mind if i wear orange. his favorite color. and i know he'll laugh when he sees them.
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