For want of a horse, the battle was lost

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Or, more specifically, in this case, for want of a ten cent CD, two and a half hours of preparation were pointless, and a week was lost. It all started four days ago when I were riding in the car and heard Jen singing this really pretty song, and asked her if she could sing for me, when I danced that night. Well, as life goes, things got in the

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[echthros]

I don't give a damn about "wasting" the CD, and if you'd told me you needed it tonight at, oh, I don't know, ANY POINT, I'd have happily burned you the CD.

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It wasn't you who told me about not wanting to waste the CD. You're actually a minor part of the frustration. I'm just grumpy and needed to vent.