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I went to Brandon's book signing yesterday. It was everything that I promised it would be: screaming girls ("Brandon! I wanna have your baby!" "Brandon, I'm pregnant with your baby!" "You rawk, man!") , five hundred copies of his book flying off the shelves (to fans, not family) and me dressed as a teenybopper. And yeah, I may have stolen that after a fashion shoot. So sue me. Okay, please don't!
My Christmas shopping is almost done, and today Brandon helped me set up the tree. Unfortunately, today is his last day with me. *le sigh* How can I go back to living by myself?
My Christmas shopping is almost done, and today Brandon helped me set up the tree. Unfortunately, today is his last day with me. *le sigh* How can I go back to living by myself?