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Crazy, Man, Crazy Sunday, Feb. 25, 2007 - 3:08 a.m. The parking lot was too full for us to actually get in to In N Out Burger, and it's also kind of hard to get to anyway from 280 so we finally said fuck it. We'll come back on a weeknight or something. --- Old Buddy Dave found a new roommate!!! Happy Butt Dance! --- Okay, I'm pissed off about something. America Online has altered my mail with out my consent. I emailed my husband yesterday about the Kentucky Fried Taco Bell Rat story, and unbeknownst to me, there is now ADVERTISING appearing in my email without my knowledge or consent. I know that this has long been a resource for email accounts that are free. But I'm PAYING for this account, and I think that the advertising contained in my email should have been something I had to confirm, NOT something that was automatically added. Grumble grumble grunch... I guess maybe it's not quite a federal case, but still. --- Stolen from Friday Five, and sorry, just one of the queries this time. :) If you could write four newspaper headlines, which would come true, what would they be? If you guys have ideas for headlines, leave em in the comments section --- In the Canvas Blazer With Wraparound Sleeves department: Woman Claims to Be Jackson Kids' Mom Um. Yeah. --- Okay, enough. Have a nice Sunday. ---
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