back in the ussr (or a, rather)
We are tired. We are grungy. We smell of disinfectant and recycled air. We are jet-lagged. We are a bit wigged out.
But we made it. Talk to us soon. But now we must sleep.
posted by Son @ 8:53 PM
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Tuesday, July 10, 2007
But we made it. Talk to us soon. But now we must sleep.
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in front of you in line alphabetically since 2006
Previous Posts
- operation box and other updates
- joel and chrissy's summer gps
- cleaning house
- just when you thought castles were passe
- hail to the convoy
- Maturita Pictures
- final exams
- a short rant of the ungrateful
- rites of passage
- styro-home
the links
2 Comments:
Sleep you must, yes, mmmmmmm.
But nothing better than a little recycled air smell to brighten someone's day.
Kinda surreal though; that you're back I mean.
welcome home...sorry. Tymon was trying to get a hold of you...so make sure you get a hold of him. and when you get up here, get a hold of me...and never let go...
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