My cleaning lady needs a Live Journal, she won’t stop talking about her trip to Vegas. Every fucking detail, pause to recall how much the buffet was, more details … and then they stopped to watch the Lakers game … and then it took five hours to drive because her old man was wasted … hey, actually, it is wilder than my life, she is really gambling – they take two hundred to Vegas for slots that is all the money they frickin have and they gamble every damn nickle. YIKES.
But on and on and on about getting the babysitter and getting gas, I mean every detail… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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