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  • Wednesday, December 14, 2005

    if you read this, call me and tell me to get back to my paper!

    I picked up my sister from the airport after 3 months of being in Austria. It's nice to have her home and I got many European goodies. She rolled down the down the window of my Centra and felt the "warm air." Are you crazy I said? It's 49 degrees outside. But it was snowing in Salzburg so I guess it was warm for her. But that is not the point of this. Every year I find it shocking when the season changes around here. I used that term lightly since we are in Southern California.

    So I actually stood outside my car for a few minutes to soak in the cold if you will. It wasn't as lame as I just made it sound. When I was done with my cigarette I watched my breath a little bit to remind me what season it is. So now when Summer comes back around I will not be wondering where Winter was. My point is not as gay as this post and hopefully you see it.

    Fin.

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