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Sunday, December 19, 2004 -- 8:05 AM

The Road Calls my Name
or
It's Spelled "D-Y-C-K". Fag.

Everything's coming together, I guess. Tomorrow we hit the open prairies, Winnipeg bound. To be back on the highway with nothing but wholesome grain and grey skies endlessly in every direction will be a refreshing change, but I'll still miss those green hills of Washington, and the silent voice of the heavy clouds and ancient trees there. In spite of that, I can honestly say I'm content.


-DRINK AND READ-
Word for Word

John
my big bwudder
Steve
fresh!
Beth
the monkey
Essy
bilingual
Cassie
uses long words
Nathan
exists.
Nellie
possibly a tourist
Daniel
what the deuce?
Eric
needs a spanking
Orin
my previous blog

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Homestarrunner
Despair Inc.
Emotion Eric
Weebls stuff

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