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Nov 06, 2005 01:31

Driving home was like an obsticle course; each challenge, greater than the last. As I whooshed passed puddles and cars, I noticed the stoplight’s reflection paving a vibrant green runway for me to whoosh through. The rain beat down on my car. I didn’t know it was raining this hard tonight. The streetlights glowed and each raindrop through my open ( Read more... )

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danceandwhisper November 6 2005, 17:47:00 UTC
hi i called you last night. or this morning i suppose.

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__heartscars November 6 2005, 17:57:46 UTC
my phone was dead all day yesterday.
and i ended up working from 3- 9 30

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axsydentpr1 November 6 2005, 18:56:16 UTC
too bad you worked so late, my band played Berwyn and rocked everyone's pants off. there were a bunch of naked pantless people, it was a good time.

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