Man, when a sink makes a crude noise and eructs a cool half-gallon of dull green stinking organic slime up into itself. What a stupid part of a day.
If I had to fix it, that's all I would talk about. But I don't. I just have to get up at a quarter to five.
Jokes are pretty good. Wouldn't be much of a point to anything at all without jokes, probably. Okay, I got other stuff to deal with today. Everything's changing today, a whole new life begins tomorrow. No time for a lot of talk.
--JL
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