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| I went out of town a couple weeks ago, and didn't end up getting my laundry done before I left. It's still there, taunting me. | |
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| I did get a few things done yesterday, lawn mowed, dishes washed, chili started, pushups, roachbashing, fixed weedeater. Roommate cleaned the stove and such. | |
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| I have a hearing thursday for which I should have turned in paperwork yesterday, so I'm freaking out with writer's block. It'll be another 11th hour desperation scenario, endangering years of work | |
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| i'd put into this case. Snafu. So I've been up all night reading webcomics and making webcomics | |
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| A guy called me this morning wondering where's the deed and contract I promised him six months ago. Snafu. | |
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| Then there's that IRS letter I'm afraid to open. And the other thing. Snafu. | |
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