“Let me tell you, Alex Rodriguez needs to make a sincere apo-“
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“I’m trying to go with that, ‘Do I think, do I not think’ and –“
*SNOOZE*
“ – since the beginning of the season that UConn is the most tal-“
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“Save big money at Menard’s –“
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“I think Illinois could end up as high as a three or even a two seed come Selection Sun-“
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6:47. Shit. I’ve got to be at work by 8. Dammit. It’s an hour and a half from stepping out of bed to punching in. I know that. It’s always the same, depending on the train, but it’s always pretty much the same. Okay, okay, yesterday I did the whole thing in an hour twelve, but I got lucky with the train. Can’t rely on that.
Wow, check out the lint in here? How does that happen? Whether I wear a shirt to bed or not, lint! Ridiculous! And I wasn’t wearing a shirt that color. How is that the color of the lint in there? I wonder if I shaved the hair around my belly button if I’d get less lint. But then maybe I’d get more, as the prickly regrowing hairs might…wow, I can’t get a temperature worth a damn happening here. Doesn’t matter, gotta keep going, gotta get there by 8. Continue reading
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