i picked 120 quarts of strawberries yesterday. i have to do the exact same thing today. iiiiiii am pretty positive that i cannot bend over, ever again. mehhhhhh.
friday night i was driving home on the turnpike around 12:30 a.m, i had all my windows down and i could smell honey suckle almost the whole way home. it was great. then i hit a oposum. (i have no idea how to spell that.)
my hands are stained pink from picking so many strawberries. i dont mind it.
Wednesday, 09 April 2008
When I was young, younger than before I never saw the truth hanging from the door And now I'm older--see it face to face And now I'm older--gotta get up clean the place
And was greener, greener than the hill Where flowers grew and sun shone still Now I'm darker than the deepest sea Just hand me down give me a place to be
And I was strong, strong in the sun I thought I'd see when day is done Now I'm weaker than the palest blue Oh so weak in this need for you
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