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10:04 a.m. - 2004-10-07 There is a troupe of young blue collarish men pounding away in the basement this morning hanging drywall. Maybe I should go and see if they need any help...ha. Shelby the dog and I are hanging out in the kitchen. Pot Roast is bubbling away in the crock pot. I am so...domesticated. Now all I need is a mumu nightgown to wear all day, and some curlers.
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