| Friday, June 17 |
Zomething Different
TJ just accused me of drinking ZIMA. And the guy painting my house has been napping for 2 hours. Hence, I use the term "painting" losely. He is more the guy napping in my backyard who occassionally picks up a paint brush. SOTD: Moby, Why Does My Heart Feel So Bad?
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