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7.10.2004
Plans Change
Once again, the plans have changed. My mom went on a rampage upon learning of my proposed trip, and tore my dad apart just as she had that Telemarketer earlier.
Anyways. The new plans are I mow the lawn at two (I'm a little late, but I don't give a flying fuck.) and he will call me at about five thirty to give me information regarding my trip down there. I will make him pick me up tonight even though I am pretty certain that he wants to get me tomorrow. I'm living in a war zone, and I need to get out...tonight.
Well...exactly 27,971 square feet of over-grown grass is calling me...
I'm going to only mow 26,999 and they can suck my ass if they don't like it.
Anyways. The new plans are I mow the lawn at two (I'm a little late, but I don't give a flying fuck.) and he will call me at about five thirty to give me information regarding my trip down there. I will make him pick me up tonight even though I am pretty certain that he wants to get me tomorrow. I'm living in a war zone, and I need to get out...tonight.
Well...exactly 27,971 square feet of over-grown grass is calling me...
I'm going to only mow 26,999 and they can suck my ass if they don't like it.
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