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48 Hours Later Feeling: He's okay. Uncle Jim's okay. I didn't really cry until I found that out. It makes my knees go limp just remembering. Can no one talk of anything else around here? Well, I guess not... It's pointless to ask people why they're having a bad day. Everyone already knows. The American people are screaming for blood. And I sure as hell hope... I'm not going to finish that sentence. Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |