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Thursday, February 03, 2005
yuck. I have the worst garlic breathe ever. And I have indegestion from all the garlic. And I smell like garlic. And I uh....I dunno. I just ate a lot of garlic tonight and I don't feel so swell. Wow this has been a very garlic centralized post. Hmmm, can't think of anything besides garlic while the fumes emit from my pores. Okay I'll stop.
Tommorow is the almighty FRIDAY! Woo to the hoo. I live for fridays. Maybe not literally but you know...Okay I have no point. My brother just told me that he hopes I have a hard time getting off the chair lift. Hahaha. That's not funny. But it is relevant cos I'm going skiing tommorow. Yipee. Oh gosh, I can hear my dad in the living room telling someone my crowbar story...yes readers I once hit myself in the head with a crowbar, so funny I know. Okay well as you can see I'm rambling. So I guess I'll go. Byee Interpol: Stella was a diver and she was always down Abigail succeeded at 9:23 PM.
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Garlic, eh? That was actually kinda making me feel sick, 'cause I'm really full right now, and y'know how sometimes you feel sick just thinking about food? Well, that's how you made me feel - THANKS A LOT! And I definitely know what you mean about living for Fridays... I just tell myself I can make it through this week - only 2 more days (or whatever it may be), and then the weekend... Yay! So, aren't you glad that you went on the ski trip? 'Cause, weren't you thinking that you wouldn't go? Are you glad you skied - was it worth the $$? Also, what happened with the crowbar? Let me know sometime... Well, I guess that's it. God Bless, Allen |
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