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Mon. May. 21, 2007 - 3:23 in the A.M. For as long as I've lived here, whenever it's raining out and I can hear the speckles and pats while I lay in the dark, I've always thought, "Why would anyone be in bed alone with the weather like this?" p.s. It's raining, it's (not) pouring. |