I dropped my cell phone into a glass of cranberry juice.
I've sent out for a new one but in the meantime I'm stuck with a very sticky--very broken--telephone.
At the same time, it's been kind of nice not having something permanently attached to my index fingers. Pretty sure I'll wake up tomorrow with finger cramps as I go the Text Message Withdrawal.
I'm reading Anselm and watching Dirty Dancing at 1 o'clock in the morning.
I thought I should remark on this as I'm pretty sure this combination has never occurred before.
I love the end: Baby and Johnny start some bumping and grinding in front of her parents and all of a sudden all the problems the family was experiencing disappear and they all join hands and engage in a grinding party.
Sounds like the makings of a bad porno when you write it out like that...
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Awww... must be why you didn't respond to my text. Anyway, vorrebe pranzare domani?
Anche, ho avuto scritare una blog nuova!
Legge! Legge!
So I was looking at your Hipster blog... and I followed the link to toothpaste for dinner, only I didn't see what you were talking about. I DID however find this:
http://www.nataliedee.com/030707/marching-band-dudes-arent-really-anything-to-write-home-about-anyway.jpg
Pretty Racy... but I laughed!
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