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02/19/2004: "T-Minus 5 hours, 50 minutes"

The car is ready to roll, and I've crammed in as many beads as I can. I've heard rumors of what you can see when you give beads away. (And be honest -- what 17 year old* doesn't want to see Civil War battle sights?) So, beads, bread, cameras, candy, soda, snacks, people and parcels are packed. I even tucked Tubby in for a nap before we depart. Awww, he's so precious when he's sleeping, and pretentious when he's not.
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* Okay, I'm really just 16 years, 11 months, and 20 days old when I awoke today, but what's the harm in a little rounding up? Exactly.