Archive for August 30, 2003

It’s late (or at least it feels late), and I’m bombed (well, maybe not bombed, but buzzed), otherwise I’d give you the moment-by-moment breakdown of the day. Except, well, all I really did was eat, drink (see above), nap, and lounge around on the beach. Which doesn’t make for much of a narrative. So suffice…

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