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"when you are out there on the road"
I haven't had time to write in my dear beloved journal recently. ;_; Sob, sob.
Ah, well.
I just realized that this journal is over a year old now. I started it at the end of March last year. That means my beloved black low top Chucks are also over a year old. And it was over a year ago when I marched with my Chucks over a mile in the rain with Ed, Becca Slavin, Shiv, Pilar, and other friends and such in the anti-war protest.
Time flies.
Anyway, this week's been pretty interesting but boring at the same time. I don't really have too much time to write about it right now, unfortunately. But Spring Break starts tomorrow. And tomorrow, Mom, Dad, and I leave for Williamsburg and don't get back home until Wednesday night. w00t.
So while there may not be too much time to write, I can be a trend/quiz/form letter/survey/thief whore and post a form letter that I stole from Esther.
"Dear Beth:
You are really __.
You should __.
We need to go __.
After that we can __.
Remember that time we __?
That was real __.
You are my __.
I __ you!
Signed your __,
__.
p.s. __."
Fill it out. Anonymous or not, I don't care.
I'll write about Williamsburg... or something... well, everything else, anyway... like going to Bill Bateman's yesterday with Bonnie when I come home Wednesday. Until then...
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