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Friday, June 24, 2011
I Remember That Day Well. I Think It Was The Last Time The Sun Came Out
It's our anniversary again? I thought we just had one last year.
I miss that suit. Not so much those glasses. Or were they goggles?
Spending the day with my bride as we attempt trans-species communication with a couple of Belugas.