July 21, 2004

Working with my Dad in his office this week.  I have no other offers and it is a little extra money, but it does kinda insta-revert me back to when I was ten and I'd be working with him on some project like opening up the pool, and I'd screw up on purpose just so he could get the yelling-at-me over with and I could go back inside and continue reading Casper.

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