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I was with a bunch of people, waiting for sister to arrive and give us a lift. When she arrived, we had the following conversation:
Sister: I made dinner.
Me: What did you make?
Sister: Something with prunes.
Me: Oh.
Sister: What?
Me: Well, we were going to make nachos.
Random person in the car: Are the prunes part of the dessert or the main dish?
Then we arrived at our house, and there was a big white tent and lots of people. We were apparently celebarting House and Wilson's wedding. Wilson's family was giving dirty looks to House 'cause they thought he didn't deserve him. I was walking to the front of the tent with Wilson, and suddenly, it wasn't his wedding anymore. It was Lex and Clark's. Lionel went to see Lex and told him the only reason they invited him (Lionel), was because he had been a marine. Lex, visibly uncomfortable, told him that they also appreciated his company. Lionel smiled, and said:"So, Jezebel, how's young Clark in bed." Lex rolled his eyes, and pushed his father away.
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Gah! First day at work today. *freaks out*
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Happy birthday
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I watched the three Indiana Jones movies for the first time, yesterday. I think I have a new crush. I don't know if it's truly for Indy, or if it's because I kept comparing him to John Sheppard. Seriously, Flanigan must have watched these a lot, 'cause the resemblance between the two characters are sometimes scary. *draw little hearts around Jones' name*
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Still freaking out about the job.
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Two conversations I had with my dad.
Dad: Right now, I'm sure you're thinking "says somthing I can't remember"
Me: *is exactly thinking what dad said* *clutches head* OMG! You're in my head.
Dad: Yep, and it's a scary place.
Me: *in pajamas covered with dog's hair*
Dad: Look at you! All that hair, it's horrifying.
Me: It's not that bad.
Dad: Not that bad? You look like a werewolfe with its hair sticking out of its clothes.
Me: *dies*
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I went to a job "meeting" before Christmas, and they said to not bring anything valuable, because the store isn't responsible if you loose it, or if someone steels it, so I don't want to bring my purse. Since my only pair of black pants doesn't have pockets, I'll be walking around all day with 40 bucks and a grocery list in my bra. And you know what? I think that's what will get me through the day, because I think it's hillarious and I giggle everytime I think about it. I have a grocery list in my bra! LOL! Next thing I know, I'll be like "Where are my keys?" *touches boobs* Random person: ZOMG!
ETA: If I had bigger boobs, I'd try to hide my iPod too. XD
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Date: 2007-02-09 03:41 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-02-12 05:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-09 04:39 pm (UTC)Hm. You know, that sounds like it really might work. ::sticks cash in Own bra::
Cool!
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Date: 2007-02-12 01:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-19 05:24 pm (UTC)*is amused* I don't think I could hide an iPod Nano.
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Date: 2007-03-01 11:49 pm (UTC)I can't hide much either...