It’s your lucky day today! Why you ask? Because it’s picture day! I was going through an old photo album and found some pictures I think I won’t regret sharing.
I think.
The following pictures deserve an introduction.
First off, I have no idea how old I am in these photos. I do know these were taken before my mom and I left for my birthday party at Straw Hat Pizza. Has anyone heard of this place? Out here at least, they are out of business. I remember the pizza being awesome, but then I also thought what I wore in the following pictures was awesome. Whatever, I never claimed to be reliable.
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One time, on one of many dates with a now ex-boyfriend, I lost my wallet. I didn’t know it was gone until someone from a video store called my cell phone to let me know. We had to drive all the way back to the Valley – trust me, it was FAR – to retrieve it. Apparently some guy found it in the parking space we were in and turned it in to the nearest business. The guy left his number in case I wanted to call him. I did. He had a really nice voice and I was getting all excited (I know I already had a boyfriend, but the plan to dump him was already in place) until he said, “My girlfriend and I….”
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This update is kinda long, but go ahead and read it anyway! 
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A post like this needs an introduction.
The following is an entry taken from a joint blog venture with the H. We were trying out a few ideas in the hope of finding a system that worked for us.
This is a review of the movie “Blades of Glory” using AOL Instant Messenger.
Like I said… we were trying a few things.
This is pretty much how we are in ‘real life’. You can decide if that’s good or bad!
Enjoy.
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I just got interviewed! I know right? That’s pretty fucking awesome.
Except, no one actually interviewed me, and it wasn’t recorded, and I was pretty much just talking to myself. But that’s OK, it still counts… right?
When I was a kid, I did commercials. I did everything: shampoo, Nestle Quick, Cereal, etc. I was quite popular and everyone loved me. I was a star in the making!
Of course, I did the commercials in the privacy of my bedroom and my Mom was my biggest “fan”. That kinda counts… sort of.
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When I was a kid, I wanted to play:
I was talked out of it.
A friend of my mom called me up and asked me if I had ever broken a leg, dislocated a shoulder, or sprained a finger. Of course the answer to all those questions was “No”. I fancied myself a tomboy; able to play rough with the boys and not get hurt. But… I was effectively scared into “safer” activities.
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