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17th-Sep-2006 12:46 pm(no subject)
hearnoevil
So, at 11:30 yesterday, my dad tells me we're going to a Civil War reenactment at noon.  

I won't waste your time with words,
14th-Sep-2006 04:44 pm(no subject)
hearnoevil
A-ha! I finally have a post of substance.

So, for a little backstory... my dad sells antique stuff on eBay for a living.  Lately he's been dipping into selling for other people, for a charge of 25% (which includes shipping) of the item cost (which is cheap considering most business take about 35-50%).  So, my dad's got this one old lady he's been selling for... some crazy old stuff.  Antique phones (you know, the kind that you talk into the fixture on the wall, and hold a piece to your head)... old farm equipment, junk like that.  But the coolest part is she lives out in this very desolate country area just five minutes from my house, with only a couple homes/farms/land.  Very beautiful area.  Now, the coolest COOLEST part is that her house is the only one not abandoned.  Construction companies bought the other homes, farms, and land... and it's all left for demolition.  While dad was collecting and documenting things, I wandered around the property next door to her.  

2nd-Sep-2006 04:30 pm(no subject)
hearnoevil
Well... My first friend ever (we've been friends since I was one year old) is married. Her family was pretty much my second family for about the first twelve years of my life.  It's sad, but happy at the same time.  I just can't believe we're all grown up.  It was a beautiful wedding.  

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