thesis

so the family debate about whether or not my mom should send her photo taken beside the intercourse, pennsylvania sign in to the newspaper continues. joy and tim have pinched said photo from my mom's purse with intent, my mom is now trying to steal them back. her fear is that the paper might publish it with the caption "jan mcknight in the middle of intercourse". HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
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i've told her that at the very least she needs to give me a copy for my refrigerator. she seemed to think that was a good compromise. she told me that all her friends were calling it "I.C.", and when she asked "what's I.C.?" they whispered it to her. she was all like "oh! of course, intercourse" and they seemed shocked that she said it. man, my mom hangs out with a bunch of stiffs. errr.... i mean uptight people. oh man, my mom is a lot more like me than i realized.

i really miss my cousin pamela. she lives an ocean away and yet we're kindred spirits. it's disappointing i didn't get to see her this year as i had hoped. sitting bored in my cubicle makes me all the more frustrated that i wasn't "allowed" to go to scotland. i still strongly disagree with my boss. but on the brightside, i got to plant my garden, i'm getting to go on roadtrips with my friends, i get to go to peru with jill. always a brightside. always a brightside.

he shaved off his goatee, but kept the moustache. it was the first time he'd seen his chin in over 20 years. he felt exposed, naked almost. he's taking the rest of the week off so he can grow his beard back in peace.

tell me anything you want, any old lie will do.