Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Snowmachine Lessons
So the cat's out of the bag. My principal found out I've never been on a snowmachine before. Which is apparently something to be embarrassed about around these parts. So today after class I have snowmachine (snowmobiles everywhere else) lessons. I grew up in a family that didn't shoot guns and didn't ride personal motorized vehicles. So sue me. Maybe I will get to ride a snowmachine up to the airport to collect dissection supplies. All I need to do now is fire a gun somehow by the end of the day and I can really stray far away from my roots.
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I'm so jealous...i've never snow mobiled either. and you've got things to dissect. and unlimited water. maybe being on an island in the bering sea is the place to be. who knew?
anyhow, i replied to all the comments you made on my blog, so now you'll have to go back and read it all again. I usually do that, so if you comment, you might get some sort of reply from me, but not always. ok, done rambling.
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