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Monday, July 07, 2003

Today I had lunch at 'the usual' for those in the know, and I saw one of my old high school buds. It was kinda crazy because George and Ricky and I had just been talking about her and there she was. I hadn't seen her since we graduated and she looked absolutely fabulous. I was so happy to see her. She and I both played flute and were on Flag Corps. together all through high school. We pretty much grew up together, we've had the same classes since elementary. I got her e-mail addy and phone #. She's moving to Austin. Hmmm, Austin seems to be a reoccuring theme in my life here lately, think God's trying to tell me something?
Lord that you would bless me indeed
and enlarge my territory

♥Oh, so vintage... 1:26 PM


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