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Huh. This should be a crazy week. BSS on Tuesday. The Open Bar drinking party for my coworkers on Thursday, running to WGA tomorrow. Should be nuts.
What's going on you ask, Mr. Quiet blog man? Not much, movies, counting John Singleton say "You know" 377 times, practicing my dance moves, etc.
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He will try to dizzy you with his intellect, but - honestly - at worst you'll get mildly nauseous.
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