Chapter Eight: Have Pictures!
They're not Lazy Boys, but still.
So I hang out with dudes.
Is what I did here wrong?
posted by C @ 10:48 AM
Sunday, November 19, 2006
So I hang out with dudes.
Is what I did here wrong?
some would call it "volunteering"... i'd call it "an attempt to flee The Man and his inevitable nine to five" oh, and one more thing. my occasionally capricious, dogmatic, obnoxious, tangential, histrionic, narcissistic, obsequious, perhaps even peripheral, electronic thoughts do not reflect those of the US Government or Peace Corps.
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2 Comments:
happy thanksgiving, kyrgyzstan!
even if you turn out to be own of my close friends or family members, anonymous comments are still not cool.
but same to you nonetheless.
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