Played the Lotto yesterday.
Cried.
Slept.
Got no reprieve. Tossed. Turned.
Went to work today.
Got pissed off.
Went home.
Worried.
Ate dinner.
Felt sick to my stomach.
Then I had a second left with my day.
So I inhaled. You were there for that part.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
The Time of My Life
Posted by John D. at 1:04 PM
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