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The fruit trees look like they're living in a war zone.
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I was supposed to pick my car up at 7 p.m. last night. When I walked over there at 7:05 p.m. they were closed. When I got out there at 8:30 a.m. this morning to see if I could get it, they weren't open yet. It's odd hours for a mechanic shop, no?
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Leo's vet records are here and so he gets to have his balls cut off. Finally.
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I have a headache. I've had a headache since I got back.
Is it because it's 108 outside? Because it was only 78 outside in Virgina? Because of PMS?
Or is my body addicted to Ibuprofen and can't function without it now?
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Harper's Ferry is in West Virginia. Annapolis is in Maryland. Add them to my list.
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There's a restaurant in Harper's Ferry called Hannah's. Avoid. It's run down, dirty, cramped, messy, and a little bit creepy. Not only that, but the BBQ is not smoked, the sauce is from a big plastic tub and the fries are cut, breaded, fried and frozen before they get shipped in. We went there. It was one of 3 dozen choices. The fact that we stayed once we had walked in is proof that the worst restaurants can survive off frustrated and starving tourists. Location. Location. Location.
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HHR is a crappy car. Chevy should be ashamed of the lack of visibility and leg room.
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Ok, enough complaining. Tomorrow, a plan.