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Scott and I got home from Port Angeles two days ago. I love Port Angeles. It is a lovely little town with good coffee shops, well-stocked book stores and bountiful antique stores. It's surrounded by trees, trees, and more trees. There are mountains and, on a clear day, you can see Canada and Mount Baker from across the Strait of Juan de Fuca. We came home to Tacoma a little unwillingly.
+The Last Exorcism
+Haircut
+Knitting
+Possible thrifting