Water. Middle-age over-aged hipsters irk me. I don't know what it is about them. Whenever I try to sell stuff, people ignore me. I gave out pencils and paper at a special English/Music department concert, and 9 out of 10 people walked straight past me.
Anyhoo, I'm just a random bloke that cam across your journal and I thik you're really cool. Check out my journal and if you think I'm wicked keen, feel free to add me. (That came out strangely.)
But, see, with water on a hot, sunny day...where you're going around directly confronting people with it...that's when they appreciate you. It did mean, of course, that I was really sore by the end of five hours. Water's _heavy_. Most of the time I'd be almost forcing it on people, just to lighten my load.
Glad to know you think I'm cool. You're cool too! (this whole entry is just turning into one big lovefest, isn't it?)
Oh, I wish. No, we were given tote bags that we filled up inside a little tent on one end of the Plaza. I think I could get about 20 half liters in my bag at once. Over and over and over...
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Anyhoo, I'm just a random bloke that cam across your journal and I thik you're really cool. Check out my journal and if you think I'm wicked keen, feel free to add me. (That came out strangely.)
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Glad to know you think I'm cool. You're cool too! (this whole entry is just turning into one big lovefest, isn't it?)
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I'm glad you're glad that I think you're cool. Hmm. . .yes, that's how it was supposed to come out.
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now I realize that this entry was made like 6 months ago. oh well.
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