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February 17, 2006



60 degrees???? Hate you. Not hate, really--just lots and lots of jealousy. It's going to be 18 here tomorrow. That's the high. But I like your post about smelling smells and having the windows open. I almost forgot that air can smell like something. You know what I mean? Winter makes you forget that the air smells like things when you open the window. Your post gives me hope.

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