Another week another dollar, or something like that. I got Tara's wedding invitation in the mail. My mom saw it, she's nagging me to go. She asked if I was staying at the hotel and I said, 'I'm not even sure if I'm going,' and she raised her voice at me, 'Now David, don't be like that,' : -P I'll be how I want to be. She thinks Tara would be very
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