Wednesday, September 13, 2006
I hate when my mom leaves me voicemail.
She never calls about anything fun. It's either someone accidently sent a piece of my mail to her house or she needs help copying and pasting or she keeps getting junk mail about Viagra and AOL won't respond to her complaints about it. I don't have the energy for a return phone call without a cup of coffee. Or a cookie. Hmmm. A cookie. I could use a cookie.
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