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05/21/2004: "Pacin' like a race car"

Sorry, just got a bit silly, title-wise. So, I'm just sitting about, waiting for my ride to the transit station that will take us to the airport that will take us to the flight that will take us to Auckland, New Zealand by way of a stop-over in Sydney. (But we'll be in Sydney properly around 10 June, no worries.) Right now, I just feel like it's prom night and my date isn't here yet. And no, it's not Tubby. That would be like waiting for your date who's late, and it's only your ugly cousin, Elmer, because you're too homely to have date with a boy who's not kin.