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Friday, September 29, 2006


   Passport, where art thou?
The twenty-fifth you said that you'd arrive, yet here I am still waiting anxiously. I really need those numbers to survive my trip to asia - the visa, you see. This whole damn trip was short-notice, I know, but still, I already have my ticket. I'd hate to disappoint my dad like so, and now's a little late to just screw it. It's funny that I'm strug'ling hard for this; I'm not even that excited at all. I'm committed, so there's no time to miss, so worries mine shall have to be less tall.

Man, I still need to get back into shape . . . that's why I'm going through this reddish tape . . .

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