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    Wednesday
    23Feb2005

    Bobble

    My mother just butt called me. No, she didn’t call and make random bodily noises into the phone. She completed one of those ‘dial my cell phone by accident’ calls that left me sitting in my office hollering “Mother” near the top of my indoor voice.

    My work sweater has issues. Well, only one really. The sweater found the line between too heavy and insignificant, the sleeves roll up well and it fits when closed. The only problem is I wasn’t thinking when I bought it because it has a funnel neck. So, now I walk around the office, nice and toasty warm looking like a neck-less bobble-head doll.

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    That is the one and only true "booty call"
    02.25.2005 03:05 | Unregistered CommenterBubblehead

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