There was a Battlestar Galactica thing right after Platinum finished with us. Maricel is a HUGE fan since Season One has aired over there and I sent her season 2 on DVD. All I can say is WOW! I was so freaking excited I forgot about wondering which bed Maricel was going to sleep in that night. When I checked my phone later, Weezer had called me five times. The hell with calling him back. I've got insurance on the store and whatever he had to say would surely make me sick. Weird how you can't find high quality help for six bucks an hour with no benefits. I don't get it. At some point I keep expecting him to leave, so I can replace him with an aimable teenager, but I think he's settled on it as his career. Is it wrong to fire your own cousin? It is? Damn. Oh, and for God's sake check out my Fan-gasam photos, okay?
See you in the funny papers....
Number Six rules....
Simon Wolfe
Wolfe's Den Comics.
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