Why is that when you have something really important to do at 5:30 in the morning, a drunken, mumbling hobo, locked doors at location 1, no responses, a freezing room, locked doors at location 2 and no transporter want to get in your way?
This all was much less interesting than it sounds, but there you have it. It eventually all worked out.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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Lollie...I have a challenge for you...
E-mail me at randommindlessramblings@gmail.com...
Hmmm...I'm intrigued.
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