Here is the problem with having my mother on AOL. She calls me and reads me her spam. That she has printed out. And asks me what she should do. Kill me, that's what she should do. Put me out of my misery, that's what she should do.

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Today's horoscope:
Beware of making offers that you can't support. A new friend holds you to your word even when an old pal is an inconsistent ally. Other people's money is off limits until you fix your own situation.

One year ago today:
Finally, the end came out of his throat, he gave me a horrified look, as though I had done something terrible to him, and sprinted away. "Hey, you're the one who ate the string, you ungrateful cat!" I called after him.

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