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| Today I checked the mail, did the laundry, scored about $100 of groceries, was late to a friend's birthday party, got a story posted to the electionlawblog. | |
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| I noticed the groceries when I went to check the mail, but when I went back for them after dark italian dressing had spilled on them, so I just spent a while repackaging stuff. | |
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| Yesterday I went to a great punk rock show in somebody's basement. $5. 3 beers, woke up still feeling drunk. | |
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| I left my tenant a box of lobsters, since he recently caught up $600 in rent and i didn't feel like messing with lobsters. | |
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| In today's mail, aside from the answering machine my mom sent, thanks mom, there were a lot of new developments in a west virginia case i'm only slightly involved in. | |
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| Injunction dissolved, appeal filed, new judge, a lot happened last week that i'm just catching up on. Now I smell like Italian dressing, must wash, must sleep. | |
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