Spent some quality time at a town council meeting last night. I didn't actually think I was going to a town council meeting—I thought I was going to a planning board meeting. It's lucky I hired a lawyer so that I can pay him thousands of dollars to keep the dates straight, since I can't. The planning board meets Wednesday. But I did learn an awful lot about the sewer plant that I didn't need to know since I'm not on the town sewer line.
Why I can't stop: I am such a loser.
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This blog used to be called "Why I Can't Stop Smoking." Well, I did stop smoking. Now I need to stop drinking. The only thing is, every day there seems to be a reason why I can't just yet. It worked before, so—here goes! Today's reason
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3 comments:
So, like, did you just sit through the whole meeting not realizing it was a town council meeting? Duh.
What do people wear at these things?
well maybe you can share what you learned about the sewer since this is a very important subject matter and i know nothing except that mine is not working at this time alas the pump will not pump the shit 300 feet up the hill to the horse pasture and now this must be resolved.....alas the new pool is just 15 feet away from the defunct system!!!!help
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