no one suspects the butterfly...

In retelling my journeys, as in making them, I do not know how to stop -- Rousseau

4.28.2003

Because some smelly person named Pracy Terkins was threatening me, here is my blog. I had a wonderful time with Tim. My family liked him and we had a good time. I was very sad to see him go. The grand canyon was beautiful. I had a great time. We had the best van ever. Thank you to Brad for driving. This is the first time in my geology career that I have liked deveryone in my van. It was great. Now if only I could write well I could get my papers done. That would make a beautiful world. Oh well. Love to all

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