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[22 Jul 2004|01:39am] |
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I am thinking of the Garlic Festival that will happen this weekend, and I am now looking for mail-order garlic ice cream. I don't have the patience to make it myself, but I do have the patience to eat some. I will most likely end up calling The Stinking Rose and I'll badger them into selling me a pint of it.
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[22 Jul 2004|02:34pm] |
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 So I've made an appointment with my stylist. Tomorrow at 11a. I am leaning towards chopping it all off, something pixie-ish. We'll see. The most annoying part about the whole thing will be getting to Hillcrest at 11 in the morning.
I got a sunburn on my scalp and now it's peeling and I look like dandruff city.
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