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<title>Travel Blogs from  North America , United States , Texas , College Station </title>
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<description>Travel adventures in journals and photos from  North America , United States , Texas , College Station </description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 02:18:21 UTC</pubDate>
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                    <title>Stocking Up</title>
                    <description>My life has been like a snowball rolling down a hillhellipas it rolls it keeps getting bigger and biggerhellipIt was Friday the last day of the program for most people.  I and a few other people who came a week later than everyone else finished not on Friday but the Thursday afterwards.  But like everyone else we had to detail the findings of our summer research in an overblown poster se</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-311412.html</link>
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                    <title>Throwing Rocks at Racist Vehicles Leads to Good Things</title>
                    <description>I was walking back from work on Thursday.  As usual it was hot.  As usual it was humid.  As usual I was tired.  As usual I wasnrsquot getting shit. A usual evening in Texas.Unexpectedly this mundane day was shattered by the roar of a pickup truck powering down the road.  But this is Texas where F150rsquos F250rsquos all the way to F750rsquos are commonplace.  So this event didn</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-305319.html</link>
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                    <title>July 4th Weekend FridaySaturday7475</title>
                    <description>July 4th started with me falling out of my bed.I do 360 mute grabs off 20 foot jumps.  Irsquom contemplating skydiving next weekend.  I get flat out rejected by the skankiest broads.  When I say a fall its not one of those pussy ldquorollout of bed lie comfortably on the ground whilst still wrapped in your comforterrdquo kind of falls.  Not one of those ldquothe day is sunny the world i</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-301526.html</link>
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                    <title>July 4th Weekend Thursday night73</title>
                    <description>It was Thursday but since us Americans love celebrating the day white men became ldquofreerdquo from other white men while Native Americans and African slaves looked on from the sidelines it was a Friday.  Itrsquos motherfucking July 4th Americahellip.FUCK YEAHAs if we needed more of an excuse to drink a friendrsquos birthday was July 4th.ldquoWersquore getting fucking shitface</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-297661.html</link>
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                    <title>Shooting the hit</title>
                    <description>On Wednesday me Kaz and SM drove a few miles to a steakhouse and ate a pound of Texan beef each while lamented the lack of sex wersquore getting in Texas.The way I figure I can split this summer into three distinct periods my time in Montreal MayJune my time in Texas JuneAugust and my time in either NYC Chicago Germany or Japan AugustSeptember.  And this might sound extremely ner</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-294150.html</link>
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                    <title>Frustration</title>
                    <description>I woke up.I cracked open an eye then anotherhellipexcept my right eye wasnrsquot opening.  Scared shitless with my fingers I pried it openhellipand realized it had been caked shut.With my blood.I navigated back to last night in my memory.  Right.After ten minutes of conserving my energy I peeled myself off the floor.  Ok.I looked down at my body.  Holy shit.My body looked like camo paint </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-291086.html</link>
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                    <title>Interacting with the Locals...the NYC Way</title>
                    <description>Yesterday afternoon I was pumped.I was finally going to meet some new people.I was going to the Texas AM Japan Clubrsquos intramural soccer game.Hopefully there would be at least one female.  Hopefully it would lead to something.  Hopefully it would not be another dead end in a summer filled with them.Backtracking a little the reason I was going to this soccer game in the first place was be</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-287782.html</link>
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                    <title>Flailing Around in Texas</title>
                    <description>Its been four days in Texas and I canrsquot fucking get used to this place.First off its physically impossible to live here.  Every fucking day its mid to high 90rsquos the sun is blazing down and for some reason its ridiculously humid even though its situated near a desert but not humid enough to rain.I doesnrsquot help that I came straight from Montreal where it was upper 50rsquos</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-284768.html</link>
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                    <title>A Wild 48 Hours</title>
                    <description>We had a date set up on Friday.Usually when you do something the second or third or fourth time you get used to the idea and with the repetitions comes an easy familiarity.Not with JZN.I was as nervous as the first timewhat clothes do I wear  What hat do I wear  What shit should I sayCompounded onto these jitters was the constant reminder that I only had 5 days left on this frozen northern</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-283891.html</link>
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                    <title>AM and Fighting Curls</title>
                    <description>New venue new excitement.  Load in when really smoothly again which sort of makes me nervous.  It seems overnight that the time it took me to get everything up was reduced three hours.  On the way to the Texas A  M Theater we were trying to figure out what the letters stood for.  We figured it was agriculture.  Sarah suggested agriculture and mathematics but made that up.  Agriculture and m</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-251216.html</link>
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                    <title>Grasshoppers and Line Crossing</title>
                    <description>Sleeping in is nice  Really nice.  We sort of woke up whenever with not much of an agenda today just a short drive.  Sarah and I watched some country music videos as we packed.  1130 was set as the launching time which turned into 1230.  Auntie Bev stayed behind in the hotel with high ceilings and towels big enough to wrap around you as she is hopefully having surgery tomorrow or possibly</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org//North-America/United-States/Texas/College-Station/blog-251051.html</link>
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