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<p>another mother's day has passed. i think i saw my mom maybe 5 minutes today, before i had to go to work,which was hell. packed like all hell. oh well wasn't too bad.</P><P></P><P>tonight when i pulled in the drive way i saw Zach, my dog, run by. tought to myself " man thats weird " so i put took him back to the yard and look to see how Nikki was doing, but SHE WASN'T THERE. i got Zach and i started lookin' around the neighborhood. no luck, so i woke my dad up and we started lookin'. after about 30 mins of look my dad decided to call the police station to see if they had picked her up. sure enough they did!! she can be picked up until 9:00. i hope shes doing well.</P><P></P><P>im watchin' Half Baked right now just relaxin'. bout to go to sleep in a few...</P><P></P><P></P><P></p>
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tonight when i pulled in the drive way i saw Zach, my dog, run by. tought to myself " man thats weird " so i put took him back to the yard and look to see how Nikki was doing, but SHE WASN'T THERE. i got Zach and i started lookin' around the neighborhood. no luck, so i woke my dad up and we started lookin'. after about 30 mins of look my dad decided to call the police station to see if they had picked her up. sure enough they did!! she can be picked up until 9:00. i hope shes doing well.
im watchin' Half Baked right now just relaxin'. bout to go to sleep in a few...