Saturday, March 20, 2004
It smells like burning plastic down here. I'm at work. Ya, I'm not really working to hard though so, whatever. I mean what's the point? I don't know, there is a point I guess I'm just trying to sound like a nihilist or something. Did i ever tell you that my dad invinted the spell checker? I'm lying but i did date a girl who's dad came up with the concept of the dial tone. Crazy huh? I guess you used to pick up your phone and hear nothing. I would have made it funkier. Like you pick up the reciever and hear The Dazz Band or The Mary Jane Girls. That's just me though, what do i know?
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