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You know, beating sunshine on Abi's rooftop for easter brunch, combined with several mimosas means you will probably not exercise later that day.
Beer, meat on a bun, and Stanley Cup Playoffs means you probably won't make it to yoga the next morning.
Last night, my brain was restless, cutting and pasting ways of incorporating the things I love with the things I need.
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4.12.2004
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