STYLE
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Can You Feel A Little Love?
Just Like Every Day
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He Said She Said
Your My Best Friend


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MISCELLANEOUS
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Calgon, Take Me The Fuck Away

My week so far:

The delivery truck drivers refuse to carry the 300 pound bunk beds from the truck to our apartment. The dental insurance company refuses to pay for a very expensive yet required step in the process of crowning a tooth which boggles my mind. The moving company that came to take my furniture to Ohio warned me of the dangers of crooked moving companies, convinced us they were the good guys, and then promptly lied and scammed us in all of the ways that those crooked moving companies do. Tires fall apart. Bills pile up. I wake up feeling like shit. The world keeps spinning. Life goes on.

It is a good thing I love my life so much.

Posted by gwendolyn on May 14, 2003 at 10:57 AM