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Monthly Archives: September 2008
The Comeback Kid
I can barely lift my arm. I had my first session with a tennis pro two days ago and until now, I’m still feeling the effects of crazily swinging my racket like a possessed tennis maniac. During the training, an … Continue reading
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Sunday Morning
They say the best things in life are free, like beautiful Sunday mornings when you make off with the SO’s ride, and getting pandesal burgers at Mcdo and hitching off to the nearest beach (no matter how ghastly that beach … Continue reading
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Holes
It’s getting pretty bleak again. It seems that the rainy season has finally caught up with my summer, the wet weather chasing away the last remaining sheen of those shiny days. All that’s left is this starkness, a gaping hole … Continue reading
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Models?
After my shift this morning, I drove over to Trinoma do some shopping. I have never been a fan of this activity. Most of the time I buy a lot of things in bulk so I don’t have to shop … Continue reading
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Growing Up
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio, Our nation turns it’s lonely eyes to you. What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson. Jotting Joe has left and gone away, Hey hey hey. – Mrs. Robinson, Simon & Garfunkel, What’s with the song? … Continue reading
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