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Good call on avoiding St. Patty's Day madness. As I was driving home from work today, I was behind a car leaving the popular bar strip of the city I work in, and there was a tremendously drunk girl who kept opening the back door every few blocks to vomit on the street.

I wouldn't be 18 again for any amount of money. Well, okay, maybe for one day...


Resistance is futile. Does Jenilee Harrison get any money for being misdiagnosed as having a career?


I, on the other hand, found that it was a blessing long deserved that St. Pat's and MArch Madness landed on the same day. I took the day off and spent 12 hours at my local. Should I be admitting this online?
In any case, long love Boston College.

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