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7:41 a.m. - October 05, 2004 SO...next week, I'm off to Arizona for a convention. Tucson, in fact. More than that: it's at a golf and tennis resort. If the way I play golf and tennis is any indication, this is not the place for me to be. So, I thought to myself, maybe there's some stores like there were at the resort I was at last year. So i checked. Yep there are. And there's only three stores. Three??? What the heck am I going to do with my spare time (I'm amused, not upset). I don't like to swim--well, I don't like bathing suits, or rather, I dont' like the way I look in them--so I don't like to swim. It's a self-consciousness issue, which has held over since high school years. Before that, I was a fish, then of course, puberty hit. Anyway, the waterslides (which I never liked anyway, to begin with) and pools hold no appeal for me. Golf and tennis--these are sports I should never attempt again. Three stores... Hiking? Horseback riding? This is the ultimate outdoor adventure for an indoorsy shopaholic. I could also study for midterms or do my take-home exam. Whoop-de-doo.
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