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I've been busy ignoring the interwebs and just about everything else recently, but the husband is getting into the, "I-wanna-make-everyone-else-jealous-and-show-them-why-Washington-rocks" phase. I have lots of photos to edit, and photoshop on my new computer.

Went to the Oregon Country Fair this weekend. I saw a lot of pretty things, a lot of pretty people, and a lot of pretty things on people. Pictures to come once I get my new computer together.

Yet again, another late night probably crap thingy. Started writing this around 2am. Yeah. I'm sitting in the dark, Wondering if we're okay, I remember signing off, Wanting nothing more than to be alone, Why does, No one understand what pride is, Why does, It take several times to get this thing right, Why does, It really matter at all, With you I, Never worry about tomorrow, Never feel like I'm wasting my time, But why can't, We ever figure out pride, You're hurt, Because I get up and get my own glass of water, I'm hurt, Because you don't see how important I hold fast to things, You're hurt, Because I can't fall asleep