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So since we're having story time I thought I'd join in. Unfortunately I'm going to leave the farm animal stories out, I have been injured by barnyard animals way too many times and the memories are too unbearable to bring up..... I just thought I'd give you all an update on what some of us trainees and I have been up to lately. Susie and Suzanne came and visited me at the 'rode two weeks ago. And we have discovered a few things, 1. that Suzanne definitely knows how to use her tongue (She must exercise it or something...) 2. Chantel and Susie should never head bang again (talk about neck pain!) and 3. All three of us have fallen in love with techno (has anyone else started liking techno since coming to Europe?). Mathew and I flew to London last week, where he bought a Joda backpack (which is REALLY kick ass), and I hung out with a random girl named Michaela who's pretty cool. We then all flew to Krakow where we met up with Suzanne and Susie. We stayed at this great hostel that celebrated easter with us by providing us with eggs and painting supplies for easter egg painting, as well as free easter supper and bfast, good times! Of course we also went to Auschwitz, which was really depressing, but definitely a good thing to go see. On a happier note, between me, Susie, and Suzanne we are about half way to conquering the world!!! So what is everyone else up to these days??? Oh and my friend Ashton will be coming to visit me and will still be here when John is having his party in June, is it alright with everyone if she comes too??? If not plz let me know!
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A few weeks ago I was riding home from work at about 10:30 pm or so, and I was in a really really good mood- it was a calm night, I could see the stars and I was the only one on the road or bike path. At one point when I'm biking through farm-land, I go behind a house with a bit of a yard at the back. I never really took notice of it until I biked behind it on the aforementioned night, kind of in my own little dream world, when suddenly a goat thats standing in the yard of the house bleated really loudly about a metre away from me. I veered really violently because it scared me so much (almost into the ditch, luckily my q uick reflexes and bike skills prevented that from happening), and then turned around to look at the goat, who was staring me down by the light of the moon (and my bike lamp). At this point, the hilarity of the situation caught up to me and I laughed myself silly, probably to the amusement of the people that lived in the house I was beside. Now, whenever I bike by that house I look for my goat friend, a little black one with a white spot on his back. Or her back. I still need a name for him/her though. Ideas?
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