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A while ago I submitted an email from my mom into Postcards from yo Momma and I forgot to check, but it was posted! My mom is real funny. And so considerate, you know? Earlier this week she sent me an email that just said "It's always sunny in philly is back on. They are the most vile group of people. I love it. Curb your enthusiasm is back on too. Take it easy and get some rest. Drink lots of water. love you."
Anyway, universe, what else is new? I burnt my hand on a pot handle this weekend and now I'm wearing a big bandage around it. I look like a boxer. Don't be fooled - I punch way softer than a boxer, though.
So, this morning I woke up and wandered around my apartment in a daze. Opened my advent calendar, made tea, stared out the front window. When I was just about to leave, I walked down the stairs and - gasp! What's this!? A mixed cd for me! Dropped into my mailbox over night! Almost as exciting as getting flowers (not quite as exciting, but almost as exciting)! Problem is, I tried before I left and I couldn't get it to play for me. It makes me a little nervous, not knowing what is on it....Sure, it could be love songs, but it could also be tapes of my conversations in an attempt to blackmail me. Or a compilation of death ballads to play while I'm getting hacked into pieces by a killer.
While it's nice to think that I could have a secret lil admirer... it's terrifying to think there could be a secret assassin that may or may not be out to get me.
Anyway, universe, what else is new? I burnt my hand on a pot handle this weekend and now I'm wearing a big bandage around it. I look like a boxer. Don't be fooled - I punch way softer than a boxer, though.
So, this morning I woke up and wandered around my apartment in a daze. Opened my advent calendar, made tea, stared out the front window. When I was just about to leave, I walked down the stairs and - gasp! What's this!? A mixed cd for me! Dropped into my mailbox over night! Almost as exciting as getting flowers (not quite as exciting, but almost as exciting)! Problem is, I tried before I left and I couldn't get it to play for me. It makes me a little nervous, not knowing what is on it....Sure, it could be love songs, but it could also be tapes of my conversations in an attempt to blackmail me. Or a compilation of death ballads to play while I'm getting hacked into pieces by a killer.
While it's nice to think that I could have a secret lil admirer... it's terrifying to think there could be a secret assassin that may or may not be out to get me.