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:: Sunday, August 08, 2004 ::

[ plus tard, canards! ]

So, I'm fresh from Curiosa and off to bed, as Jenn and I need to awaken most early to catch a noontime boat to Sandy Island, where I'll be spending the next week. I'll be away from the interweb, but I suspect my cellphone might actually get reception out there, so if it's on your mind, it's worth a shot. Expect a full rundown regarding aforementioned concert upon my return, though preliminary reports convey a solid sense of satisfaction (no surprises there).

Oh, and Sash: I wound up wearing a Zero t-shirt, but the principle remains the same.

Everybody take care, be happy, and enjoy your summers...back soon!


:: Aziz 2:06 AM [+] ::
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