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Friday, September 27, 2002
Happy Birthday to Mrs. Jones. The party is so close...can't...wait...
Speaking of which, it's Saturday. Free beer, free pizza. Come on, come all. I know TT says he has a wedding, but ditch it. JR might come with her little friend, but I'll believe it when I see it. She might be relegated to my "other" Nay-nay unless she comes to see me soon. And this time, I'm serious.
Speaking of coming to see me, there's a band tonight. Hurray. A Band. (You lose so much in the translation when you can't hear my sarcasm. But know that it is there.) Oh, and the fat-slapper is with me tonight. Wheeee! When it rains, it pours.
Speaking of pours, how about it Mr. Weather? A little rain to prevent me from watering? I wouldn't mind...
Craig @ 2:29 PM
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