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Monday, November 06, 2006

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Imelda / GreenishLady

So excited for you. I'm really glad it's falling into place, and totally admire your determination to get to where you want to be.
(Notice I've got Internet access again. No words written for NaNo since getting back online. Have to get back to it. What about you?)

Also ---- love those two dogs, every picture, and their little faces. Just love them. Jeff Gordon? Doesn't do anything for me. Just a culture clash, I suppose.

TC

cool, cool, cool!!!!

Poogie

Live birth? Obviously, or you wouldn't be asking for the cerificate. I've never seen that as far as I can remember. Besides--I was there and can testify to the fact that you were born alive. Very odd. So happy things are moving along.

Gosling

My God, they refund money?!! Wow! Here, once it's out of your hand, it's gone. I mean, you won't see it again, ever. Wow! I need to get over this. Refund from the state!! Wow!

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Baby Jacob

Hearts
That I Take

  • ThursdayLove
    Once I loved someone, so I made home-made hearts to send him via email each day. He secretly liked them, while pretending not to realize that it meant I loved him. Then I quit being "in love", and quit sending the hearts, altho I kept taking pictures - now in memory of Jacob.

Reasons to Move
to San Francisco

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Secret Lover

  • Pocono
    Eleven months out of the year, I spend Sundays watching NASCAR. I like Dale Jr., and Jimmie Johnson. It's not a well-known secret, but I love Jeff Gordon.

Bugs

  • 4thofjuly
    I LOVE the Volkswagon Bug. Someday I WILL own one.

San Francisco Hearts

  • Ph403518322
    I collect hearts. What can I say? Just a silly hobby. They tell me it's important to have a hobby.

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