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Friday, March 11, 2005

Day=made

Quickly...the flood of rush, rush, rush returned to work early this afternoon. No time for talkie. However, this morning the usual defaulted stop on the 2nd floor brought a surprise "guess the molecule & win a beer" contest to my attention. Sweet. Then, while riding the elevator just 4 minutes ago the only other person riding ripped one of the loudest farts I've ever heard in my life. Which was just plain awesome. This totally makes up for having to come in for a couple hours on Sunday.

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