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� 2004-08-24 - 9:30 p.m. Today was the last day at my current desk. I�m moving to another part of the building tomorrow. This move sucks. I was walking around looking for the location of my new desk when I come across my Russian nemesis �Oh Leg�. �Are you looking for me?� he asks as he sits down. Just then I see my desk is directly across from his. �No I�m just looking for my new desk which appears to be right here.� �Beautiful!� he responds with arms stretched out. So now I�m sitting next to Oh Leg the awkward Russian guy who befriended me. I�m the only person this guy befriended in the entire building and now I�m sitting right next to him. Good for him but bad for me. Each conversation I�ve had with him has been worse than pulling teeth. Hopefully he doesn�t nark me out for surfing the internet and talking on the phone each day. I can see it each day he�ll come in and say, �McDude, it�s oh leg, goodmorning.� I can�t handle that much Darwin forced politeness. Speaking of pulling teeth I went to the porn star dentist office for another visit today. He only filled one tooth and said I had a couple of others that needed filled. I have another appointment in a month. I thought this would be the last one. He raved about how I handled it without pain killers. He speaks to me like I�m a small child. I kind of enjoy it. I wish other people would treat me like a child and that way I�d get more orange suckers. I submitted three rolls of film to be developed at target on Sunday and I picked them up today. Two rolls from my Washington DC trip and one from my trip to the Mall of America with my ex. That roll is over two years old. On our trip we made a bet that each of us would lose weight. Then we took pictures of ourselves in nothing but underwear. There was also one shot that I forgot about. It was a shot of my ex covering her bare breasts with her hands. I guess she can�t run for President now. So I felt the urge to call her up. I call expecting to get her voice mail when the phone answers and we both say hello at the exact same time, then we say hello again at nearly the same time. It sounded like an echo of my own voice, then I we said hello again, again it sounded like me, finally I asked if the ex was there, which she wasn�t. I then said, �Tell her McDude called.� To which the guy responded with a very enthusiastic, �McDude how are you doing, I�ll let her know you called.� Is this guy my long lost identical twin brother or what? He�s stealing all my moves. My hello, my over polite patronizing to people I despise. She traded me in for McDude 2.0 with new, improved big dick and super massage mode. Like this entry? Vote for me here!
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