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Mar 06, 2004 18:07

I'm pretty tired, and sore, but I didn't play that hard today. I seem to have inherited the Barowsky stuubborness and unwillingness to admit to illness. And I have a staggering time confessing that I can't keep up; if I look like I'm overdoing it and am about to keel over, please bench me, because I won't do it myself.

"pollen" makes me smile.
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