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Children, children, children. We're all more important. It's what keeps the conversation going, otherwise, we'd all just listen all the time. (To all the lurkers out there, 'Hi. What's up? You're more important too, but in a mysteeeerious way.')
Tomorrow is Friday. If I don't kill anyone (this is a joke, and not at all serious) it will have been a successful work week. I can come home, clean my apartment, and do something more interesting. Like anything at all. |
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