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roxyI'm kind of enjoying that show Terriers. It's...different. Not at all what I expected. Who knew when cable TV was first born, it would someday grant roxy the opportunity to have bizarre crushes on a host of unlikely people?
It's times like this that I really miss my sister. I loved our late night phone call confessionals. Like, calling each other at 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning and shamefully confessing that we found...oh, say for instance, Jimmy James, sexy. There would be no laughing or mocking--most of the time, we'd be all, "thank fuck, I thought it was just me!" or sometimes, there's be an awestruck silence, in the old meaning of the word, like the one that greeted my little 'fessing up there. Screw her, I still think he's sexy.
anyhoo, it's you guys who get the late night confessions now. Lucky yous. :)
It's times like this that I really miss my sister. I loved our late night phone call confessionals. Like, calling each other at 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning and shamefully confessing that we found...oh, say for instance, Jimmy James, sexy. There would be no laughing or mocking--most of the time, we'd be all, "thank fuck, I thought it was just me!" or sometimes, there's be an awestruck silence, in the old meaning of the word, like the one that greeted my little 'fessing up there. Screw her, I still think he's sexy.
anyhoo, it's you guys who get the late night confessions now. Lucky yous. :)
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10/7/10 07:22 pm (UTC)Yay for late night confessions. What the hell good is Web 2.0 if not for stuff like that? I ask you.