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Cha-Cha laboured up the grade, burdened by the weight of my luggage and the accumulated grime of a hard and fast 1600 km journey. Engine buzzing at five grand in second, the car was as desperate as I was to crest the Blue Mountains, the final geographic barrier separating us from our journey’s end. At the top, although I only could gain but tiny
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The foglights are back! (And covered in dead insects.)
See you soon.
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well, since you have gone my sweet, ive had to do ALL (is there an underline feature on this text box...) the cleaning, washing of dishes and moving of house myself. Found some amusing items, like the glow stick in the freezer, the old and shabby suitcase cross trunk that your brother left you (and thus i have left for the new tennants), and Tim. the plastic "out of the yowie wrapper" platypus. Now, im not quite happy that you left him with me, he's consuming all the morris.
Rowan is still upset that you didn't say goodbye, in fact im pretty sure he did a story of abandonment on mix the other day... see what you have done! i'll snap him out of it with yet another night of crappyoke to commence in approximately 24 hours... who to pick up this time???
miss you dear heart.
em.
cleaner, washer and morris taster extroadinaire.
ps, what are you wearing??
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Miss you Em.
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miss you more.
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libo.
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