"what the hell?" I say to myself just before pressing the selector button over the graphic reading "post." I reason that it has been sometime since I've written a proper journal entry. Besides I feel inspired by the exposed nature of some of my friends entries. I am not sure I have enough strength or beer to pound out just what it is thats mattered
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I had to smile at your comment about women not talking in mixed company. When we hung out with the SG crowd, most of us women never shut up. ;) Everyone was always loud and happy.
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And alcohol.
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