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He was doing *what* to a dog?

Posted on 2006.05.16 at 11:54
Current Location: Messy Bedroom that is still not clean
Current Mood: determineddetermined
Current Music: Doctor Wu
To be taught to avoid honesty with someone you care about so much is probably the worst of experiences. I sincerley hope that you, my gentle readers, never have to understand this firsthand. By and large, most of you are far too good of people to ever deserve something like that in a million years.

Nevermind, I'm feeling better now,

Moving along...

Today I hauled five hundred and sixty pounds of concrete into my garage.

In case anyone was curious, eighty pound bags of concrete are fucking heavy.

I think my arms are going to fall off.

I think I am going to begin assembly of the 500 pounder tomorrow.

Feel free to stop by any old time.

If I'm not there when you show up, I'm probably just picking someone else up who wanted to help.

It's kind of last minute, so I don't expect a huge turnout, but I figure I might as well get a start on it.

Also, some poeple who won't be available friday will be available tomorrow.

Any way...

night peeps.


crazy_julio at 2006-11-26 05:11 (UTC) (Link)
That first paragraph.

I feel you on that one.
Jared Bowers
boykooties at 2006-11-26 06:03 (UTC) (Link)
See, on occasion I do make sense.

It might not happen often, but it does happen.
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