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and then our exile

Sunday, February 01, 2004 at 11:31 a.m.

NEVER EVER EVER EVER turn Rashidite on Eid. Not that i meant to turn away from the jam'aah or anything, just that we needed to see somebody there and so. But it was not nice. No. Never go there. It spoils the whole deal.

But, two good things for today: 1) there are still some leftover pieces of carrotcake on the counter, and 2) we're taking father-mine skiing! (he hasn't been yet, this year)

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