Thursday, October 14, 2010

Let it be a known fact.

Though I had once begged for a tin water bottle adorned with bicycles, my mother didn't quite see the sense in it. She doesn't get the concept of the reuse-ability of the sturdy, dent-able, adorably decorated, trouble of a bottle. I guess I have to kill plastic trees for another year or so then I can make up my own mind about it.

 DAY 3

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