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December 20, 2001-9:46 p.m. No work for me until after Christmas! I will be the Official Mother of Sa Chauffeur� tomorrow and that�s sort of like work. I may even be forced into a Wal-Mart expedition. *curses* At least I will get to sleep a little later. That is, unless my friend Larry decides that day off or not, he needs to talk to me at 6am and tell me what a lovely day it is, even though he knows damned good and well I would rather sleep. Happy Holidays, y�all! **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
