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He looks so happy...
Here is what I do everyday before I decide to work:
- http://billtblogs.blogspot.com/
- http://blog.ruhlman.com/
- http://smittenkitchen.com/
- http://www.citywendy.com/
- http://www.cleveland.com
- http://www.clevelandsaplum.com/
- http://www.cnn.com
- http://www.espn.go.com
- http://www.ihategreenbeans.com/
- http://www.pattonoswalt.com/
- http://www.popsugar.com
- http://www.sun-sentinel.com/
- http://www.sundrymourning.com/
- http://www.takingflight.us
My happy place.
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- Things I think today:
- Clarification
- Enjoying something...
- Childhood staple
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- Come on over Blizzard!!!
- Sealed with a Kiss!
- And it's only 8:38 am!!!
- WTF?!!!!
- Good for them!!!
- Whew
- I love meat and piggies
- THANK YOU J MAN!
- This just in.
- Shoot it! Shoot it!!!!
- Hasta Luego Fidel!
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- I miss teaching
- Stuck in my head...
- Happy Valentine's Day everyone!
- The weather outside is frightful...
- High Hopes
- Down South
- Flying Day
- Stiff
- My boyfriend loves mass transit
- Out with the old....
- New Wheels for the lady!
- New scanner at work
- SUPER Super Bowl
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BRENDA AND DYLAN!!!!!!!!!!
and not Kelly.
True story:
When I was in 6th grade we had two Italian exchange students, Andrea and Allessandro, stay with us (my brother was in high school and was part of the exchange). They were nice, sang along with Queen cds, ran down the up-escalator at the mall, called the mall security guard a "pig", went home, and occassionally sent letters/notes/holiday cards and ugly mustard yellow sweaters to our family.
Flash forward to my sophomore year of high school. The phone rings and it's Andrea. He's just arrived at Boston's Logan airport with Allessandro. They decided to come back to the States so they could meet "Kelly" (they really wanted to meet Kelly, not Jennie Garth. Maybe they were reality TV visionaries...or just crazy).
Anyway, they were calling from Boston to see if they could borrow my parents' car for their Kelly-searching road trip.
My dad told them to call Budget rent-a-car.
I love Italians.
LOL! To meet Kelly!! ohhh this was really funny.
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