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This time of year, Becca would start blasting "The Maine Christmas Song" out her window to the first snow so that it could be heard echoing all over the quad. Then she would go out in the snow with whoever was with her and yell the lyrics, even though none but Becca were Mainers--actually, they were from down south and would have preferred to be ( Read more... )

For a belated birthday party, I had the girls up at the camp for some good old-fashioned hanging out just like I do every year. As usual, people were busy, but at least most people got a chance to stop in and say hi. Tricia and Christine got there earlier than I expected, and I was running late [also as usual] but it was alright. Lin wanted to get ( Read more... )

So before I came back to Burger King for the summer, apparently this girl Tiffany was talking to Amanda D. one night, saying that the two of them were the best front closers--Amanda being the better one since she'd been around longer. Amanda said, "Nah, actually Britt is a lot better than I am, and Coco even moreso, so I don't think I'm on the top ( Read more... )

Dear Mr. Welch ( Read more... )

Since the start of summer, my default footwear has been none at all when I can get away with it. [This would come as no surprise to all of you that know how freakin' hot it's been around here--too hot for me to sit and bake in front of a computer until late, after I'm too tired to be able to do anything constructive.] I never wear shoes in the ( Read more... )

Well, since I just lost the last three years of my life with the server crash of diary-x.com, this is as good a place to start over as any ( Read more... )