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Today at noon I sign a job offer. It is only a little bit scary.
I look forward to having a bus pass. Even more to walking weather.

Lunch in Oakland? Anyone? Bueller?

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Work is looking more and more imminent for me. Am I scared?
Only a little. Nervous? Maybe a touch. Excited? You bet!

Greed. Without it, capitalism wouldn't work. Wouldn't it be nice if there ( Read more... )

I've gotten used to myspace. This might mean goodbye, Friendster.
http://profiles.myspace.com/users/19398397

Something got me to thinking that in fact I know what it's like to be stalked ( Read more... )

Love like you've never had a restraining order against your ex.
Dance like you're so good they suspect you might be gay.
Make love like you're not worried about catching AIDS, Herpes, or getting pregnant.

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