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Friday, April 01, 2005

The weather this morning said: Fog. It also said: 44 degrees. It said: Feels like 41 degrees. I woke up with a crushing hangover, which maybe explains why I thought it would be ok to wear jeans today. I am not allowed to wear jeans to work, even on Fridays. But this morning I put on a clean black pair with a black sweater & I decided no one would notice. But when I stepped outside even in the fog it was quite plain to see that I was wearing jeans. So I went back upstairs to change; just a waste of time.



I developed my crushing hangover getting way too drunk with Mike Toole last nite at this that & the other place. I am not sure how it happened but somehow after drinks Mike came over for a bit & he left a bar of soap with a deer on it at my place. This morning as I was rushing around putting on clothes entirely inappropriate for work & looking for my cell phone, which it turned out is missing, I noticed the soap sitting on my "coffee table," which is really just a plastic storage container with a hideous velvet blanket on it. So I'm hoping that Mike has my phone? Like he meant to get his fancy-pants deer soap but grabbed my cellie instead? Mike? Say it's so?


Comments:
Sorry dude. No phone. I do have a wicked hangover, which I thought maybe was yours, but apparently you've got that. But no phone.

I want my soap! I need to be clean.
 
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