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7/23/99 Robbing Peter I think I'm gonna puke.
So the week comes down to me secretly borrowing $300 from my father-in-law, Ted, and taking on a (an?) Herculean freelance job. Meanwhile. Monica is preparing us for a trip out of town, and having expensive dental work done. Net profit 0. I'm just trying desperately to keep everything afloat until I get my bonus check, at which time I'll repay Ted. I stayed home from work yesterday, because Monica had to have some major dental work done. So Monica, woozy on Nitrous oxide and pain-kiilers, fell asleep in front of the TV, and I worked all night (absolutely no sleep) on the freelance job from hell. Oh, did I forget to mention yesterday was our 10th wedding anniversary?
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