Saturday, Nov. 19, 2005 - 6:23 p.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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Weather Predictions are Often Off
oh tooooo funny!
I JUST walked home by his place, there was no light on, and I concluded I can stop sitting on the edge of my seat, since he must have decided to go to his parents' with the kid for the weekend or something.
I get home and there is a message.
"Hi, it's artsyguy, I was just calling to see what you're doing tonight".
Sheesh. Yah, I know how to call em yeah. I could be a weatherman I am so not on.
Or a Bush advisor.
Anyways, he will be over in 45 minutes, and he says he 'was very curious to try my soup'.
And no, we shall not be drinking wine since he wants to work on his music later.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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