Transplanted Life
Saturday, July 26, 2003
Well, those two baseball games didn't go as planned, huh? Would have thought for sure that the Sox would win the Pedro game and lose the Burkett one. Go figure.

I got sick of being cooped up in this apartment today, so I went for a walk. But first, I had to shave Michelle's legs again, I mean for the third time this week. I don't remember Mags or any other girl I know having to do it so often, but then again, I didn't ask them. I don't know whether this means girls shave their legs more often than I thought or just that Michelle has really hairy legs. It wouldn't be so bad from an aesthetic standpoint, except that you can really tell from the stubble that she's not a natural blonde. I'd be half-tempted to just say screw it, but it does itch when you walk.
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