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Jul 01, 2007 12:24

The pleasant ache of activity radiates through my every muscle, my face is particularly sore from an evening of mile wide grins . Each freckle is magnifyed slightly by the golden hue of newly tanned arms. My hair has adopted a copper tone, each blonde strand weaving through my naturally dark chestnut locks. I reach out my unmanicured hand to run my ( Read more... )

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The Great Outdoors anonymous July 2 2007, 13:58:36 UTC
People were never meant to work in windowless, air-conditioned boxes with no soul. Consider this a career recommendation for your future. Go to NOLS and see where it leads you. Love, Tulipa

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yogakills July 4 2007, 02:48:32 UTC
One single, damning word (for me):
allergies.

I miss you. What would you like to do for your birthday?? You'll be at camp, but we could celebrate one of these weekends. :)

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