Two people, born 143 years apart. I think you can take it from there.
It's only 4 hours from over, thank God. Everyone has been super sweet on my birthday (the student is doing all the shelving tonight of movies and microfilm) but I'm just not in it today.
I just want it to be December 6th already so I can get on with another radical year.
I should have asked the Workshop for the letter of rejection today while I was there. At least I could have saved them a stamp...
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Mister, if you think you're going to go and get yourself killed trying to kill Indians, you've got another thing coming.
Happy birthday, squire.
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