May 20, 2002
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There are copious amounts of unmovable dirt under my fingernails from working in the yard. A fairly substantial patch of blotchy red skin stretches across my forehead from biking without quite enough sunscreen. Three of my fingers look at though they’ve been thoroughly pecked by ill-tempered chickens because the ends of the poultry wire I fastened to the pea trellis bit back on a regular basis. Oh, and my sneakers are disgustingly filthy. All three-day weekends should be this great.
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