Sunday, July 6, 2003

its 4:10 and I and Todd and Ryan are still awake. I guess Dave is awake too, but its hard to tell because he sometimes gets in a state that is almost indistinguishable from sleep- like one of those african toads with heavy eyelids that meditate in dry mud all summer.



An hour later everyone is asleep and I am ashamed to have deleted the last 60 minutes of blog.

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