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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 9:39 pm
Yes. I do work in a prison. Just finished Pelican Bay, up on the Oregon California boarder on the coast, now I'm in CMC in San Luis Obispo. I drive probably close to 20 hours a weekend. And due to that, yes I'd be lost without my phone. Phonternet sucks, yes. But it does work.
My throwout bearing did explode, but I did finally get it back on the road yesterday biggrin after a month of not having it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 2:25 am
Hahaaa. You and cars. xd Of course, now that I've had my laugh, when I'm gonna end up getting hit by a truck while walking to QuikTrip or something.
... Which would hurt.
Apparently, the reason my brother has no sense of smell is because he was hit by a car. Apparently, he was reading a comic book while walking across a busy intersection. Which is wonderful for me, because we just moved near a whole bunch of busy intersections.
Pink, there's something I've been meaning to tell you. I don't actually have a last name. In fact, I don't have a name at all; that way, Death can't find me.
As to the phone, I don't know. All I know is that it's some shared thing between my mom and I. I know that there is a total of seven hundred..... 'minutes'.... available to us (I dislike the term 'minutes'), and that on average, she uses 579. I know nothing at all about texting, except for the fact that my phone was apparently designed for it, which makes it excruciatingly difficult to dial an actual phone number. Not that I have to dial phone numbers, you understand.
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