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Aug 2008
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- Freedom
- "Oh, the S.P.O is silent... it's pronounced HELL."
- Horseshoe's a Metaphor for my mental Hobby
- I sped up
- Poor Foreshadowing
- The Avett Brothers
- "Got nothing left but it ain't bringing me down, I...
- Land of Port
- if tangles of waves bleed between the rocks enough...
- on the back of the mailing list for eugene, oregon
- Soap Lake
- I'm not going to Title this that stupid one-liner ...
- I know the moment I move to Oregon, it will implem...
- There is Oxygen in the Trees
- road trip song of july
- Shaven (or shaved?) Sheep
- Got Dope-Flavored Milk?
- and the fur that he is wearing is the fur that he ...
- Different Colored Cows
- Earth Ships - Check em out
- bungled jungle in salida
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Aug 2008
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friends and family
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- frillytoothpicks
- shifting, Mountain Time, United States
- Out of the box. . . into the world.
1 comment:
I have just been set right by mom: "The sheep has been sheared or shorn (not shaved) (according to dictionary.com).
Will see you tomorrow!
Mom"
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