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2003-06-25 - 5:10 p.m. So I arrived home last night and headed for the bathroom (long car trip). And I noticed a wet towel in the sink. The very same towel that I had stuffed in my fridge to catch the ever increasing drips. And it dawned on me: my landlord got me a new fridge! I turned and looked, and there it was. I was so jazzed! My landlord rocks! New fridge, and all of the food was back in it, in some semblance of order (even the box of wine). I was so thrilled about the new fridge that I went to go visit a local friend that I haven't seen since Ag Field Day/Folk Festival. His cell had stopped working, so I just dropped by. At 11:30pm. Not only was he not asleep, but he was quite in the mood for chatting. Good beer, good conversation, couple of cigarettes, a little bit of ever-present sexual tension. Yay. I stayed until about 5am. Went home, took a nap. Got up with the alarm at 6:55. Went back to sleep. Got up again. Fastest shower possible. Clothing (short black skirt, leopard printed panties, black slides, yellow knit top, tan bra). Out the door with wet hair. Into work and two days worth of paperwork to shuffle, but first, the international wire transfers, because it's the 25th. Now, workday over. Wire transfers done. Paper still unshuffled - ok, sorted but not processed. Check run tomorrow, which should theoretically include the un-processed papers. I think I'll come in early tomorrow. Beats the Hell out of feeling tense all damn day. Come to think of it, my shoulders are really tight at this point. The cures that work? Swimming, loud drumming, or sex on all fours. Oh, fine ... or several Advil Liqui-Gels and/or some wine. Going home. It's been a long day. No time for breakfast and lunch was some trail mix. Dinner, I think, will be grape nuts and skim plus milk. Hm, Wednesday. Maybe it's a Cafe night. A certain girlie got me thinkin about coffee today. Hope you feel better chica!
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