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    Sunday
    20Mar2005

    Why I'm Not Allowed in Bookstores

    Date03.20.2005 22:53



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    Ummmm. That's about 1/15th the size of my pile. Oops :)
    03.21.2005 15:46 | Unregistered Commenterprofgrrrrl
    Ah, yes I'm sure it is. But, you're the teacher, I'm the engineer and that photo is actually missing the stuff from the shelf I haven't yet read an another whole stack or two by the television. It boggles my mind because it never gets smaller.
    03.21.2005 16:20 | Registered Commenterkmsqrd

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