Archive for June 6, 2005

I was robbed. Not, like, metaphorically. Literally burglarized. Worst of all? I was home. Yeah so I’m downstairs cookin’ up an Amy’s vegetarian pizza and I’m thinkin’, ‘My contacts are kinda’ cloudy’ so I reach for my bag with my glasses and … and the bag is gone. It normally hangs in the kitchen but…

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