Monday, November 20, 2006

like oil on Aaron's beard

This weekend while No. 3 was away I missed her terribly.

We have become exceedingly attached to each other this semester, going to school together, going to church together, going to LA together, going to Wendy's together, studying together, playing music together . . . all that jazz.


In the words of No. 3, "If I died today, you would have a lot to say at my funeral."


No. 3 washing my car (what's not to love?)

same face, much shorter No. 3

for no good reason

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