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Sunday, August 3rd, 2003
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1:28p - Two reviews
On Friday and Saturday evenings I went out with my dad to see things that demanded I be arsed to care which, among a number of [horses, trains], was the fastest. Which is something, as you might have gathered, that I am not naturally inclined to care about. So [it, he] is faster! Big fucking deal! But I digress.
( Doesn't that just take the Seabiscuit? )
( Ceci n'est pas the Starlight Express )
current mood: awake
current music: Lazy Afternoon -- Bree Sharp
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