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It's hot up in this boot chain.

Joyce needs to quit being ridiculous about this air conditioner. All the others in the house are thinking of building a pool of money to give to her to keep the air conditioning on.

I'm even sweating. I hate sweating. I hate being hot. I feel like Miss Celie down at the Juke Joint.

I'm off the next two days, but broke as all hell. Not that great, man. Maybe my income tax check will come in today, and I can roll in the dough at that point. Just maybe. I would ask Joyce for a loan, but I don't want to do that. Maybe I'll get my money from Brandi.

That's it. I'll get my money from Brandi.

I'm still hungry. Damn.

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golden_earring
May. 24th, 2006 01:34 pm (UTC)
'I feel like Miss Celie down at the Juke Joint.'

Ha!
:)

You are terribly cute.
harlem_nocturne
May. 24th, 2006 10:34 pm (UTC)
You are terribly cute too! Miss you! Now that I have my driver's license, I need to high tail my black ass to Savannah to see you and several others.
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