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Thursday, August 29, 2002
So, tell me this. Who ever thought of the paper shredder? Goddamn thing ripped apart the only document I wanted to keep, but broke down when I wanted to shred that incriminating crap I had on my desk. The ironies of this world are perverse and underhanded. The boss told me today that I should prepare an ad campaign that would steer people away from a product. Now, I don't know about you, but the point of advertising usually dictates we try to sell, not divert people from the sale. However, rumor has it that the boss got dumped by the woman who runs the company we're trying to sink...so, I guess this ad is sending more than one message.
posted by James 6:59 PM
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Journal of A Random Mind...

Do you really want to read this? Many, including myself, have criticized the following as pure drivel. Beware of the chickens that roam and the chihuahuas that bark at night!
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