Bored

hey, I found something to do. Change my template. I did like the old one, but it was the same as my good friend's blog, Irish Amy, aka, cowgirl in a city. A big city at that.
Okay, I'm rambling.

So, now, what do you think? Do you like it? Should I go back to dots? Let me know.

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