Sunday, August 23, 2009

Post One-Hundred and Ninety-Five.

I found it kinda funny when you offered to carry me over to your car to tell you goodbye, since Lisa was wearing my sandals and we were walking in gravel. I would've had to walk back in the gravel no matter what, unless you wanted to carry me back to the garage, silly.

Gah, I feel silly.

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