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Sunday, October 26, 2008
Moalboal weekend with Julian, Dave, Mitch, Barry (photos his), Aaron and Gretchen.
Woke up very early. Arrived in time for lunch and kayak-ed like crazy. More swimming. Dinner out of a can. Acoustic karaoke. Slept in Papa's groovy tent. Early morning talking about "the world of Worlfs." Puto breakfast. Late lunch then home.
A cute ant bit my foot and is therefore not cute anymore.
Woke up very early. Arrived in time for lunch and kayak-ed like crazy. More swimming. Dinner out of a can. Acoustic karaoke. Slept in Papa's groovy tent. Early morning talking about "the world of Worlfs." Puto breakfast. Late lunch then home.
A cute ant bit my foot and is therefore not cute anymore.