Nothing Develops
8 April 1999
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Nothing Develops
8 April 1999
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10:28 PM: Another big round of people quitting, here and at our separated twin. Once again raising the question, are we who stay just too dumb? I prefer "lazy".
Finally able to finish this week's Must-Do Project today - in fact it all went swimmingly, surprised me. Now I'm just kind of sitting here, listening to the underwater club mix of "The World's Address", sighing a lot. Sigh.
For futher details, see, oh, this whole sad tale over again, or any parts of it at random, really. (That's 'sad' meant ironically, by the way. As opposed to something genuinely sad, like a very special episode of Taxi.)
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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All names are fake, most places are real, the
author is definitely
unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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