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Sunday, December 7, 2008
McCain's America: Day Thirteen
It's my birthday and I have galloping consumption (ok, a bad cold).
Stayed in my PJs and helped Jackson build his "gingerman" house.
I think it turned out ok, despite the unruly frosting.
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