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11/25/2003

My mom decorated some of the house for Xmas yesterday, and I wrapped Mom's and Adam's gifts. (Stupid me, I left the receipt for the latter on my bed when he came over, and he almost saw what I got him!)

It's exactly a month until the holiday, and the weather's still in a warm ten to minus-five degree range, and it rains and doesn't snow. This winter kicks ass. If only it would stay this way, and not become last winter.

My mom tells me I look stunning in turtlenecks.


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