On Friday I'll be able to drive back to Albuquerque to get that cord for the digital camera. Louie has spent hours trying to figure out why the scanner doesn't work. For now, another oldie. My step mom Stephanie sent this Christmas list. I was a little older when I did this one. High school was hard, and I notice that I started using less color.
I like how I must have received the stereo, because in this one I'm hoping for record cleaner and albums. And I'm in a phase between hippy and new wave as evidenced in the glass pyramid prism and indian rug vs. electric earrings and suede shoes.
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