December 9, 2001

I want to know who exactly answers the blind mass spamming entitled INCREASE EJACULATION BY 581%!!!!!! Let's leave aside for a moment why increasing your ejaculation by specifically 581% would be appealing (just sounds like a lot of extra laundry to me) and ponder who would buy something from that unprovoked missive. Apparently, in the karmic scheme, I rate as a likely candidate for disappointing ejaculations, because I received exactly 9 copies of this particular pitch. Nine.

I'm waiting on Jason, who is apparently operating on Nikol time. So far he's 2 hours late and counting. I'd like to be all huffy about it in retaliation for all the huffiness I've suffered for my tardiness, but I'm fairly unconcerned with time as a concept, unless I'm trying to make it to the post office before they close.

Speak of the devil.

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