Jeans and Keens

I’m not one of those people that walks around on Fridays touting, “TGIF!” Those people annoy me. It’s Friday. It comes around once every 7 days, and it’s typically a good thing that it’s finally here. Everyone loves Fridays. So it’s redundant to keep gushing about it.

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Confession

Before I confess, I have to let you know that I really fought it. Really, truly. I tried so hard not to like her. But I can’t hide anymore. I have physical proof now in the form of a 2-CD set.

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First Day

I would love to take the time to post gobs and gobs here how fantastically wonderful my first day at my new job was, but I’m too busy snarfling some food so I can book it down to the Pageant to see Train and celebrate my unbelievably awesome first day with my unbelievably awesome friends.

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Love Story

I took advantage of M being out of town tonight to watch a classic romance. His idea of a classic involves aliens in black and white (think The Day The Earth Stood Still…the original one) or in grainy Technicolor (think Close Encounters of the Third Kind). I had never seen Love Story, and my in-laws own it, so I asked them if I could borrow it. I also asked for The Way We Were, which it turns out they don’t have, so my FIL compensated by bringing over a whole spate of movies for my selection – thanks Dad! I figured I’d have a nice evening on the couch, curled up in a blanket, relaxing and watching a nice movie.

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