Squee
The Keeper
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I am Deception, and I defy your holiest moralities.
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May 19, 2009 23:02:02 GMT -5
Post by Squee on May 19, 2009 23:02:02 GMT -5
Okay, well, finals are upon me, and I've been on enough to throw a dew posts at you guys.
I'm going with some friends to their family ranch this weekend, leaving on Friday mornin'. If you wonder about my disappearance longer, that would be why. I'll be back Sunday evening, and it depends on how I feel if I get on. Haha.
So, I'll be back soon.
~Squee
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Marius
It's Morphin' Time! Green Dragon!
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Who am I? Who are you? Do you wish to dance? Yes I do.
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last online Oct 12, 2009 3:43:23 GMT -5
Padawan
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May 20, 2009 4:51:20 GMT -5
Post by Marius on May 20, 2009 4:51:20 GMT -5
Have fun!!! <333
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Squee
The Keeper
2,286 posts
95 likes
I am Deception, and I defy your holiest moralities.
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last online Oct 24, 2016 0:33:56 GMT -5
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May 26, 2009 2:05:10 GMT -5
Post by Squee on May 26, 2009 2:05:10 GMT -5
All righty. I know I said Sunday. I was TOLD by my... now unreliable sources that I was returning late Sunday, but, as it turned out, we came back tonight, Monday night. I did not find this out until Saturday night when I was waiting my turn in the shower. I totally flipped out and had to find some way to contact home in a spot where there's neither cell or internet service. Fortunately, one of my friends found a spot where he could get a bar of service and I was able to send a text message.
I'm back. Ater a long day... And after a weekend of sleeping, hiking, eating, napping, eating, lazing about, eating, campfires, sleeping, nearly falling in a river, eating, hiking to indian ruins, eating, petting wild horses, eating, and riding mules. And, well, eating, and then helping our friend who lost his transmission coming home (It literally dropped from the car. O.o). So... I was up at seven, we were packed and on the road out of here at 12 something. Going up over the mountain, our friend's truck would shift to four wheel drive and so we had to wait as he pushed the damned thing up the mountain. And then on the way out of the mountain, he popped a tire. By the time his tire popped, it was three P.M. and we hadn't even hit the black top road yet. It was five-ish before we hit our second city, and then my friend's car dropped the transmission, and so, a five hour trip turned into eleven hours and thirty minutes.
Yow.
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