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:: Saturday, November 17, 2007 ::
Help. Help. For god's sake, help me. I'm trapped third row at a trans-siberian orchestra concert in rupp arena. No, really. I knew I shouldn't have agreed to this..... I coulda been home watching ocean's thirteen. More to come. Pity me.
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Sent from an incredibly small device which haunts me day and night.
:: Shaman 11/17/2007 07:09:00 PM [+] ::
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