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Saturday, September 10, 2005

stonebridge

4 Comments:

  • Ground Control to major Kate...

    Commencing countdown,
    engines on(ate)
    Check ignition and may God’s love be with you...

    -Aikman out

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 12:32 AM  

  • Ground Control to Major Aikman,

    I just read this to G and he called you a "space pilot", which was quite apt, I suppose. We miss you like the rain that makes the flowers blossom...the breeze that soothes on summer evenings...

    My love for you is like a mountain. A tall one.

    -Keito out

    By Blogger wakarimasen, at 5:35 PM  

  • Oh Keito...but what is a mountain really?

    Tell Grant he's going down...

    Peace out...or should I say,
    "Kirk out"

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 7:09 PM  

  • You're such a tripper. By that I mean like a space tripper who trips over, like, space rocks and other stuff that floats around in space. It's a pity you can't help those glasses though. They make you myopic.

    Grab life by the conch,

    Your secret admirer

    By Blogger wakarimasen, at 9:31 PM  

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