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...For those who may be a bit confused, I will come back and explain the background and significance of this when I'm done doing cartwheels around the apartment...
Yay for passport! Don't hurt yourself doing those cartwheels! You can't play clarinet with a broken arm... ;-)
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be careful doing those carwheels, you wouldnt want all the rice and noodles coming back up on you
ReplyDeleteHahaha! I would never hurt myself doing acrobatics as I have used my Asian black magic skills to master the maneuvers. Also, I'm about to fix myself a bowl of mac and cheese. That counts as noodles, right?
ReplyDeleteAbout f&%$ing time!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteYay!!! Remember, it is mandatory that I get a postcard! ;)
ReplyDeleteBut of course! ps. Good luck on the job!
ReplyDeleteYou must bring me Japanese candy :) Haha.
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