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Oh oh oh I hate hate forwards. Where do they get off threatening you like that? Do people honestly believe that they're going to be crushed underneath a garbage truck or (gasp!) do something embarassing in front of their crush, just because they don't enter twenty addresses and click "send"? Technology, I say. I love old folks. My grandma, bless her soul, was staying with us for the past couple days because her husband died a few months ago and she's moving. Maybe it's horrible, but no it's not, I'm so glad he died. He was so bitter and crabby and miserable it was really about time and I love the man but he needed a change of scenery, and death will get you that for sure. And now my dear sweet little grandmother is going to move into an apartment with her sisters in a quaint little town across the street from a row of quaint little shops and so I've never actually watched the Golden Girls but doesn't that kind of sound pleasantly Golden-Girls-esque? She really is like the dearest sweetest woman ever. She just found out she has lots of money now because of her husband's pension, but she's all like, oh my, I don't know what to do with that, maybe I can buy some nicer jars to can food. If little old ladies had all the wealth of the world there would be no wrong.