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Mar 06, 2007 17:54

And then I was there. Like a pre-mee, I was shot screaming out of the comfort and warmth of mother-Spain. Whisked away by the hand of fate and thrown into a metal container to incubate for a few hours at high velocity. Goddamn. But I as headed for comfort; headed for a new home, a new source of warmth and comfort. For a couple days anyway. What ( Read more... )

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never_met_me March 6 2007, 21:57:18 UTC
180 dude? that's nuts. when i was in italy, some guy who i may or may not have been related to, i dont remember, was driving me and my family to the airport and he was doing like 140. and he was talking to my dad the whole time, and since my dad was in the back seat he kept turning all the way around to look at my dad while he talked to him. i was positive we would die.

and then the car broke down. go figure.

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bleikebab March 8 2007, 20:12:19 UTC
180 km. not that extreme but still INTENSE. Paix

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bleikebab March 11 2007, 20:33:38 UTC
i have never met anyone quite like anais. and i don't think i ever will. and yes, she will be the death of me. and it's going to be AWESOME.

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