Today, I go to Grande Prarie to...
Do what, really? I like hanging out with Dad, but I don't his compulsion just to drive to the middle of nowhere and back alla time.
I wish I had my own radio station. You gotta admit, it would be kinda cool.
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Entertaining at least one unwashed mass since whenever he made it.
My fish finally broke and died. Oh well. I'll miss you until I can find something to put here instead.
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