Sunday, September 28, 2008

The Tides of Dreams

I'm pretty sure that was the infamous title.

I promised myself that I wouldn't go back there, but I couldn't resist. I did, and I read some really old blogs that just seem embarrassing now. I think I was going to vomit.

It can never be that way again.

Speaking of vomit, Sausage-fest was great. Food, cool people, water drinking contests, Melon-ball, and Andy Winn. How can you go wrong?

The digital SLR Canon Rebel will have to wait. Give it a month, when I'll actually have money to spend.

I got to go sail the sea of sleep.

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