Sunday, August 21, 2005

1) Don and I are hanging out and he takes me to this concert festival and tells me to take a bunch of pictures. We're walking around and there are so many people that we can't find each other. I end up hanging out with these really attractive ladies who are in their 40s/50s. They're all upset and unhappy with their marriages and they start telling me all about it. I don't know what to do, so I just stand there and listen. The festival is about over, so all the ladies and I are trying to find our way out, and we end up walking through this big series of tents and security doors. I finally make it to where all the cars are parked, but I can't find Don.

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