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Every Saturday Night…

January 8, 2011

I come home super siked on being able to cut hair and make people feel good about themselves, yet every Saturday morning I wake up with the nerves like I have to take a driving test or something.  I need to find a way of bottling Saturday night confidence so I can have it on my Shredded Wheat in the mornings.

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