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November 28, 2006
It is late (OK so not that late – but I am a wuss). I am tired. The dog is hyper. I really need to start these posts earlier in the day. Good Night. Also I really cannot stand the sound of ice being scrapped off of a windshield. In fact I cannot even watch it. My husband is eating a popsicle thing and making the same noise. I have the shivers.
