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Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Confession
Sometimes I shave my legs just because I worry I might get into a car accident and I'm embarrassed about what the emergency medical people will think when they have to cut my pants off.
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andi
Charlottesville, VA
I like history, running, temporary tattoos, and finding pistachio shells. Oh, and my grandparents love me.
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