I am Sam

I was carrying around my illicit, home-burned (burnt?) copy of I Am Sam that I made for Annie and mistakenly packed and moved to Colorado before I could give it to her. I had a great elaborate story about it being a self-help CD to make myself more like Sam if anyone asked. No one asked.

My insurance company is sending me a check soon... I should be able to buy a couch during the labor day sales! Hooray!

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