understand what you've got.
& i'll let you choose.
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Friday, May 05, 2006
am at work. everyone's out for lunch but me [ read : the lowly temp ] i am stuck here, supposedly to answer calls. No one is calling Nthose bitches took the 12-1 lunch slot so they cld slack. They left at 11:30 and will probably be back only at 2. fucking bitches
i dont care i'm going at 1. and coming back at 2:30 fuckwits