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[16 Jul 2009|01:11am] |
Who cuts open their foot on an oyster shell while surfing? And then who hobbles into work late with it still bleeding, and is forced by their boss to go to the hospital and get it checked out? Me, that's who. So not wik.
It was a tiny gash, and I only got four stitches out of it all. Maybe that makes it not so tiny... I also am not supposed to give surf lessons until I get the stitches out. Major bummer.
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[20 May 2009|06:16am] |
I miss the West Coast.
Not that I don't love everyone here dearly, but this place is not La Selva Beach. 831 = ♥.
If anyone needs to get in touch with me, call Ryvre or Brody. My cell phone was sadly lost due to a quickly rising tide, and the fact that I wasn't paying enough attention to such, yesterday morning.
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Yes, I realize I'm your 'baby girl' mother, but that doesn't mean you have to invade my apartment on a bi-weekly basis to make sure that I've got enough peanut butter and toilet paper. When Ryvre and I run out, we just send Brody to get some more in exchange for orange juice and free hugs, geesh.
( Ry )
( Brodes )
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