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Just realized this: The amount of money I spend on hair products as it relates to the length of my hair is wayyyy out of proportion.
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I'm sorry. But the first day of class is exciting. I'm all a-flutter.
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Design Your Life goes live in just over 7 hours. Ain't no turnin' back now.
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Cole does a really spot on impression of Mr. T. He said he'd record it at some point for my blog. So there's that to look forward to.
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Happy Birthday, Mom. Sorry you're spending it on the the great American interstate system.
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Fall Haiku: Weather is changing / need my oversized sweatshirt/ yay! hides all my chub.
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Dan also informs me that apparently, Suri is lonely.
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Dan calls, while standing in line at grocery store and says: Weird world we live in. They're playing Sufjan Stevens.
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Design Your Life starts in four days. I'm excited and nervous. Students, I SO hope you don't think it sucks! Class Goal No.1: NO SUCKAGE!
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Gloating. What Cole is doing regarding the number of comments. (Not to be confused with all the 'glowering' done in the Cullen family.)
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Parents are arriving soon, and I realized this: me and Dan, and my Mom and Dad? Our votes all cancel each other out. Nutty how that works!
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Cole came home, saw the comments, and is now recording an entire series of videos. Internet, meet Monster. Monster, Internet.
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Okay, when Cole sees the comments, he's going to flip. Internet friends, you will have created a monster.
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If you told me I could lose 20 lbs right now by taking a pill, but that I would also grow a small tail, I'd say, "Water, please."
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My imaginary words to the bus driver, who was 20 minutes late: How hard could it be, lady? Drive, stop. Drive, stop. Arrive on time.
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Sorry blog. I know I'm neglecting you today. Damn you, things that actually take precedence over blogging!
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Dan: Get dressed, Cole. Cole: Get me a shirt. Dan: You get a shirt. Cole: You're a horrible guardian.
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Someone from the block just called the police on our own block party. The tipping point? Sexyback blasting during the wet t-shirt contest.
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It's funny how hormones can make you feel like finding an giant, lidded box in your basement in which you can spend the next several hours.
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Drove Aidan to school, and saw crowds out for the Susan G. Komen 3-Day. Very emotional and powerful. All that pink and black and hope.
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