Mountains. Fresh air. Cold lake. Feels good to get back to nature. To really unplug. Although I suppose hunching over a Treo doesn't count as unplugging. No blogging 'til Tuesday night. I've got weannies to roast (soy of course) and Girl Scout songs to croon (badly of course)...
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