It's good to keep old day-planners for a while in case you are in a homicide investigation and someone asks you, "Where were you on the night of October 16th 2004?" Then, you will know where you were.
Here are some notes jotted down in my 2004 calendar.
Dicky: Aren't you going to finish your chicken?
Mun Mun: I've lost the will to eat chicken.
If you want to be a real fake jew, you're going to have to get a therapist.
"Don't take any shit." (Quoting my dad)
nurshing (a word I made up - not sure what it means - combo of nursing and nourishing?)
mysterious losers
Journal of Obsolescence, Journal of Powerlessness
Lost Underwear Tour '84
Hacking Cough Tour '89
Thank god I can throw this thing out now.
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