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Josh was talking in his sleep.

JOSH: What were we trying to get?

ANGELA: To sleep?

JOSH: Oxygen.

ANGELA: Can you breathe okay?

JOSH: Yes.

ANGELA: So you don't need an oxygen tank?

JOSH: Yes.

I would have liked to have kept it going, but i started laughing too hard.

Josh and I woke up at 930 this morning to start our "House Hunting Adventures ( Read more... )

My back hurts really bad. Maybe it's my breast.

Josh and I have 1-1/2 apointments for looking at houses tomorrow.

We'll see how that goes.

My brother bailed on me so I don't get to check out his sofa and loveseat and such today.

I've got nothing to do until 5.

And I miss my baby.

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I never have anything to say.

I get married tomorrow.

I don't love my job anymore.

As a mater of fact, it's likely that i don't even like my job anymore.

I hate the new girl.

I hate getting out of work at 1241 when we close at 11.

I hate sugestive selling.

And I hate the kitchen/money managers in there faces.

You didn't say "I love you"

And why should you?

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I had a friend once, and now I have no one.