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'Kay, I got an R.E.M. CD and an Indigo Girls CD, and I love both those bands and Pyrae, you must borrow the Indigo Girls one as soon as I tire of it.
What's the point of chocolate-caramel eggs? You have to gobble them down or else they get everywhere, so it's impossible to savor them. Right? I mean, I had one, and it was all over my hands and in my hair and on the pillow and the headboard, and on my shirt too, and I guess it tasted good but I don't think it was worth the trouble.
Also got One, Two, Buckle My Shoe by Agatha Christie, which is a really good book, with a very nice twist at the end.
Also, six movie passes. Woo-hoo, maybe now I can finally see Secret Window (which is supposed to suck, but hey, Johnny Depp).
What's the point of chocolate-caramel eggs? You have to gobble them down or else they get everywhere, so it's impossible to savor them. Right? I mean, I had one, and it was all over my hands and in my hair and on the pillow and the headboard, and on my shirt too, and I guess it tasted good but I don't think it was worth the trouble.
Also got One, Two, Buckle My Shoe by Agatha Christie, which is a really good book, with a very nice twist at the end.
Also, six movie passes. Woo-hoo, maybe now I can finally see Secret Window (which is supposed to suck, but hey, Johnny Depp).