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Two screens!

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My bro and I just had a hilarious (I thought, my bro's funny) about getting around and facing each other in our Nimbus Two-Thousands and Firebolts. Then I see this. Hehehe.

I wish!

(1)

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The sweetest place on earth! This part, right here, this path, is what I always remember about this place.

Liv's eyes are closed. Muahah.

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This kid is my favourite. He likes to recycle. Everything.

Also. He walks me to the park (I didn't even know where it was) yelling "Hand!" and "Go!" after we look both ways crossing streets. This is after he decides that his dad will get a motorcycle so that he can ride on back, and Aunt Nenner will get one too. And then when he goes to bed, he tells me, "Thanks for reading with me. Thanks for eating dinner with me." Melt.

Then Chris and I played Zelda on his Wii. Heeee.

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So we go to explore some wildflowers. We all get this idea in our heads that we're going to be dancing around in fields of sunflowers while the skies open and music starts playing. Instead, we are surrounded by people that know a bit too much about things that look like weeds plus some frogs, snakes, and bugs. And this is what we wear. At least Kelly brought the pants.

(This picture was taken by one of said frogs.)

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Ut ut oh. Please zoom in and look at the wonderfulness of this.

Also, I love her. Almost as much as my Becky next to me.

One more, Happy Birthday Dad and Aunt EE!

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This one goes out to my Dahlia Street roomies. Crazy.

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Still.

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Hey! The guy who wrote Pursuit of Happyness!

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We traveled down to the waterfront for lunch. Yum.

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Just biking to the movies. The usual.

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Look who it is! Meg Harrington everybody! ....and some servant girl, apparently....

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I love them. I even dream about them a little.

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I personally think that that fine should be applied to people who go 's' crazy.

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Yo. My roommate can braid hair (and even make an impressive loop at the end). Inquire within.

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Cait and I celebrate our BFF anniversary (6.16.06!), and she sends me sunflowers and other lovely things. Awwww. Three years!

Don't be jealous. Okay, be jealous a little.

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He wanted to save my life, he told me, this giant man mosquito.

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We were catching lightning bugs.

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Yummmmmm.

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Huh. Weeee!

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Hehehe.

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This appears to be the only picture that I took today. And I think that's pretty funny. A giant mushroom. Mushaboom, mushaboom.

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I like that I come home from Ireland, where it only rained once, to a rain-filled week. But look how cool that looks.

Compare this to this. Do it!

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I was just sitting on the front steps, waiting for the rain to subside (since my umbrella-ella-ella, er, has holes in it), talking to Taylor, and trying to take pictures of the lightning. And I kind of got it. See it over there on the right? And in the middle bit. Squint your eyes, you'll see it, too.

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I'm obviously no good at doing my hair at 8am GMT. (Or at any time, really?)

Leaving Katie! In Dublin Airport, one of my favourite airports, really.

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So many good ones from today that'd I'd be posting all of them! But I chose the snail that we observed while drinking Bulmers in Temple Bar (how cliche) and watching some hurling.

After all, as Katie likes to say, snails see the benefits, the beauty in every inch.

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Like her own personal form of heroine...?

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Shake me, baby! Delicious.

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Oh, she's just contemplating her options. "Chinese" may be my favourite. Chinese what??

(IN CORK!!)

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June 4, 2009. 8:06pm.

Circa June 15, 2007.

Circa October 18, 2005.

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The most bombed hotel in Europe, they say.  No no, we did not stay there, but it is nexted to the bus station (and we ate at an Auntie Anne's down the street.)

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Naturally.

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Katie and Chris making sure that the cars do indeed give way.  And no, not sure what's going on with Katie's left extremities.

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Look what time it is!

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Katie, pointing JT style, pre-sunburnt.