March 3rd, 2002


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Two words to sum up the weekend trip to Camp Atterbury, IN: Cold. Wet.

Now I don't mind the latter of the two. Being wet doesn't really bug me. I go "Menh, I'm wet." and go dry off.

Cold, though, I try and avoid as much as possible. I hate the cold. Cold iz teh suxxx. To me cold = DEATH. That's why I like warmth, summer, and all that good shit.

Bah, I'm finding food. Warm food. ^^

[Wants] Money: Alot. Not to work tonight: Even more. >_
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