josh spreads litter around the church of scientology in dupont, while suffering from painful ru-486-induced cramps.

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today i went to the zoo. that little prima donna tiger cub had the nerve to be napping after i waited in line 30 minutes to see him. the elephant baby was pretty cute, also. i didn't see the gorilla baby, because frankly, gorillas freak me out. call it an o'neill disorder. after the zoo, i met up with josh and we went to some museums to look at art. i went home. when i got there, i felt really awful, like i was going to throw up any minute. i still have the chills and am very shaky. i blame josh, and i ask: how can some of you hang out with him so often? will i develop a tolerance?

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i came home and got the mail. there was a very suspicious bill-like envelope in it for me, which turned out to be a check for $175, because i apparently did my state taxes wrong. it couldn't have come at a better time, i am broke, and will be able to use that money for chicago trip costs, nuptial licenses, etc. also, there is this pink pair of pumas that i feel i must have. i'm sorry brandon, but fashion and coke will always come first in my life.

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for those of you who haven't heard [and most of you probably haven't] my uncle passed away a few weeks before christmas. it was my dad's older brother. he had this really awesome old-school camper, i used to love that thing when i was a kid. it's the kind that sort of hooks up to a pick-up truck. it sucks that he died and everything, but he left me the camper.

my parents want me to sell it, but i'm keeping it. i'm going up to pennsylvania in february sometime to get it. i plan to take it everywhere, and i have already decided to name it the concentration camper. brandon is going to help me stencil barbed wire around the top outside of it. there will be a road trip this summer, so expect to see the concentration camper in a city near you.

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now back to my regularly scheduled siskatosis.