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October 17, 2003
Ode to friday. Lovely my day. Let's all get the fuck out of here bye bye day. I don't really hate my job. It's just that there isn't very much to like about it. I suppose most of the general public would most likely proclaim the same. It's a shame. Is this what they mean by selling your soul? Your body of time? Your time body. Time for sale. Step right up and get some time. Two for one today only. Free tomorrow. Time for a cocktail. I think I've got time for three. Maybe four will save my soul.