Wednesday, July 16, 2003
A few years ago, a gregarious friend of mine came to visit from San Bernardino bearing the gift of a bottle of "Shine On" corn whiskey. I'm not sure why he brought it, but it was New Year's eve and we had to get tossed so what the hell. There were three of us, just drinking ourselves into liver problems. So I just drank the last shot of that bottle. "To Life!"
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They've started selecting jurors for the defendants accused of killing Gwen Araujo. It's difficult to believe that this crime occur...
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Lugging home groceries sucks ass. I wish I planned far enough in advance to get the stuff delivered more often.
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