Took my love to the airport this morning at about 4:40. Just as I pulled up to drop him off there, my left front tire went woobita woobita and was absolutely flat. The airport service truck tried to fill it, but it was pretty much shredded. I went to put on the donut spare but couldn't get the lug nuts undone. The smaller of the two service guys
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The time will fly by.
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He has talked about making a lengthy retreat ever since I've known him, whether at Mt. Angel Abbey in Oregon with the Trappists or in some Buddhist establishment. He got the opportunity because he knows a man who works there, with whom he shared some Buddhist practice in Portland. They cooked together at the Buddhist retreat center in BC last December, and this represents a step up for both of them.
He chose to get out of his Sprint agreement rather than pay big bucks for international service. He can still call me on his friend Ron's phone, and I'll see him online. Hard to hold his hand there, though.
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You also only get my side of any story, and I use my journal to bitch and moan -- remember to take that with a grain of salt.
*hug*
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Thanks. *hug*
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