So. Shall we?
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You may recall that I bought the first season on discount a couple months back. Since then, the Camdens have become my coworkers. It's not exactly a show with a riveting plot, so I put it on during the day & just let it roll. Love, death, money, sex, abuse, women's rights, alcoholism - this show covers every topic humanly imaginable. And the kids who play twins Sam & David are possibly the worst actors known to SAG. Cameos include Ashley Tisdale, Mila Kunis, Brenda Song & '90s heartthrob Andrew Keegan.
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This was a birthday gift from Nathan that I wondered whether I'd ever use. As soon as I figured out how to set it up (thanks to my cousin Peter for showing me by pressing the "on" button...), I was hooked. Or perhaps I should say unhooked because, you know, this thing is wireless. And amazing. And makes my iPad into a real computer, only cuter & more portable. Vital, obviously.
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A long time ago, I decided not to be embarrassed by the fact that I prefer YA novels to adult ones. I hope to someday be a YA author, & I consider it inspiration/education. Over the last year, like so many other readers, I've found myself obsessed with books set in dystopian futures - the Uglies series, the Hunger Games series, the Chemical Garden series. I can't stop! The last two I read, "Wither" & "Divergent," were so good that I'm now left with a gaping void in my life & soul because nothing measures up. I've got a fever & the only solution is more dystopian YA fiction!
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I have to stop going to my local Chinese restaurant because they now KNOW me. The kind, soft-voiced woman who answers the phones calls me "my dear" & sends free cookies in my delivery orders & recently commented on how much I love my wontons. In other words, I have to wait at least a week before I return. I want my wontons, damn it!
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Dudes, you can tune out now. But as many of you ladies probably know, keeping your eyeshadow on can be a bit of a sticky wicket. I, for one, have terrible creasing problems; it's possible that my eyelids are 90% oil. This primer, purchased at a Las Vegas Sephora on a sweaty whim, has solved all my problems. Now, onto world hunger...
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