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Photo By Clarence John Laughlin
I started off the morning making a couple bucks doing a haircut at home for a lady that I have been cutting in my kitchen for about 15 years. After I plan to go to the F. Java for coffee and then the thrift store; my Sunday morning worship service. My friend Net and I have become hopelessly addicted to Sex and the City. This week she came over at least four times, each time we watch on average 6 episodes. We are now up to the second DVD in season three. Last night I almost caved and drove up to the video store to rent it because I didn't think I would see Net and was going through withdrawals. (Net's mom has the complete Sex and the City DVD set and has been lending then to us.) Instead, and only because they had already rented out the DVD I needed, I ended up renting Rules of Attraction and Waking the Dead. I have read Bret Easton Ellis's Rules of Attraction years ago, and haven't heard much about the movie, but there wasn't much else I saw that I was interested in renting. My intention was Sex in the City anyway. About a couple hours after I got home my phone rang and it was net, who didn't say anything but instead played the opening music for Sex in the City and promptly hung up. Within an hour she was over and we were back on Crack. Remember how I said
it's always something? This morning's mystery medical issue is a
bruised (feeling) upper palette. Not sure why or what,
tomorrow I have a dentist appointment and I'm thinking that if there is
any funny business going on in the mouth my hygenist will let me know.
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