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Friday, October 12, 2001
Here's the thing. I started this kick ass Survivor game, got sixteen people involved and even hosted the first party for it. And guess what. That's right. I was Diane. I got voted off. Clarence (or Clanence, depending on who was writing) was there eating all the cherries and all the beans, and they voted me off. Ingrates.
Here's another thing. My friend JR got her fries a little salty last night and said that the things that I was posting confused her. She said she didn't understand all the inside jokes. Then I said, "Oh mah goodness. No you did not just say that." I mean, she got all up in my bidness. Like I need that. Then she said something unflattering about a family member and I had to slap the bitch down. Why do all my parties end that way??
And now here's the last thing. I wanted to say "hey" to my friend DJ and his wife T (CONGRATS!!!). He has a site like mine (www.theskunkmonkey.com/david). He said something about paying me to come to Milwaukee to bartend for him. At least that is what I got out of it. I miss that goofy bastard and can't wait to see him again. My wife either.
Query: Did you ever try and catch a buzz and then go to work? Me either.
Craig @ 3:32 PM
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