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ivy.parker 17.josh's girl.iluvcrafts. home archives cast profile notes ivyblog d-land READS sleepyjane ellie simon&josh ivyoaks craigdeanchronicals wheneveryoneknew trace cyrus fanfic 2differentroads skinnylizzie random1289 megsworld2 black-ankh the-it-man dylanwashere catsoul shot-of-tea janedoe0 frogeye errantnights joie-- tsulnagrom ub40 juswords englishsucks ledeluge seereason pigtail22 my-line endthelies elliestuff auj LINKS bands bookcrossings crafts | My feet are killing me. Everyone seems to be heading for the pool. Its that kind of weather already. Although, we had some flooding in the basement a night or so a go. Ugh. Not a fun clean up. Yawn. I'm very tired. How does Josh do it? He thinks we should just be going out all the time. Although, that would cost a fortune. We walked last night..everywhere. He walked over. Then we walked to a place to eat. Then we walked to a place to buy junk (practically). I don't think I could walk tonight. I've been on my feet all day at work. I just want a hot bath and find a good DVD or a good book to read. Maybe just sleep. Oh, I can't take my driver's test til next week. Still have my doubts about getting a car. I should have known this would have happened. Well, anyway, its sunny and hot and anyone who could should be at the pool. This little girl come in to the shop with the cutest swimming out fit, it was in pinks and browns. Floral. I'd love to have a haulter top like that. She kept saying they were going to Oceans of Fun and the Dad kept saying, "No, Sweetie, that's next month. We're just going to the pool, Ok?" Then she'd start up again about how great the slide is at Ocean of Fun. So uh, I better take a bath or something. I smell like pickles. And I got into the hot peppers so my fingers kind of burn too. ![]() alex.evans
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