This should be the tale of my thirtieth year.

11.22.2004

The days when they were called dungarees.

Went shopping, drove home, avoided bad drivers, ate too much junk food, used my hands free thingy for the first time, unpacked, and piddled.

I'm tired. Tomorrow house prep and grocery shopping.

Watching a movie I like except for the ending because someone dies.

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