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~ Tales of a vagrant ant ~
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4.09.2003
Argh, I don't want to write anymore!
Man, it's 4:30AM, and I just don't want to write my philosophy of the environment essay anymore. So here I am, writing away in my blog instead. Well me and Erin are on-call tonight. We got a call at 3:45... Erin was asleep, poor thing. Apparently it was a noise complaint, as well as a report of people smoking weed... Bastards! They're lucky we didn't catch them. But besides that, nothing exciting. Anyways, I really should get back to work, so here's something to amuse all the essay writers at this time: Peter doneed na stonkin spul chucker. Eye halve a spelling chequer It came with my pea sea It plainly marques four my revue Miss steaks eye kin knot sea. Eye strike a key and type a word And weight four it two say Weather eye am wrong oar write It shows me strait a weigh. As soon as a mist ache is maid It nose bee fore two long And eye can put the error rite Its rare lea ever wrong. Eye have run this poem threw it I am shore your pleased two no Its letter perfect awl the weigh My chequer tolled me sew. Nite nite
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