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This is not about me!

This is about me trying to figure out how a particular tool works. So this is not the place to know more about me atleast not at this point of time.

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Sheeba said…
NONSENSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
cleartrip said…
wat babes..wat is it that you are trying to drown in..great going girl
Unknown said…
Wow! I could not resist reading the complete blog. Sorry to hear of what has happened. Keep posting and share your memories it is one of the best ways I know would help ease your loss. But make sure don’t let this take you down. Just move on and you are doing a great job girl, keep up the good work. We all like that smile of yours please don’t take that away from us. Keep smiling.
The Labredor breed is the friendliest of the companion dogs. Naturally the owner feels for the loss of it. It is a problem with labs that they tire quickly. Usual sign is spread their front legs and drop down, drink more water etc.I did not understand as a teenager when Jim Corbett wrote that "all the gold in India cannot replace my Robin", but it is very true!!

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