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Darren
Goliath
Jeanne
Jo-uh-oh
Jolandi
Jono corecore
Marina
Megsea
Mike
Rach Tea
Reuben the Brother
Tim
Timothy
Val
Yanni


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Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.
 
Thursday, March 20, 2003  
i'm in a weird mood. plus i don't think many people will be reading what i write at this site. anyway you know that feeling you get when say, you drop your ice cream and you're out of money, plus this huge slobbery dog is well, slobbering on your new shoes AND you go home and turns out you haven't cleaned your room and your mom is on your back nagging every breathing second she has at you? well, i feel that way now. i don't want to but i can't help it. i feel like the whole world is against me. hmmm.

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