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Wednesday, 25 April 2007
communicatively challenged?
Dear boss, I'm ready to work my arse off, but you'd have to tell me where and when. Sounds like a deal, doesn't it? I mean, it's Wednesday. Come on.
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Atheist, Feminist.
Astigmatically realistic.
Compulsively optimistic.
A metabolism with idealism.
A frickin colloquialism.
A la-di-dadaism.
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