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Wednesday, July 05, 2006
you know you spend too much time in the apartment when...
your roommate's mom tells your roommate to tie you up and drag you out to watch fireworks if that's what it takes. I went. My arm wasn't twisted very hard either. AND I got a free Diet Coke out of the deal.
"diet coke, eh? you party animal!", said the girl who went to bed at 8:45.
ReplyDeleteAwww, fireworks! Did you oooh and aahhh like a good girl?
ReplyDeleteI sure did. Especially at the willowy white crackly ones. They're my favorite.
ReplyDeleteI didn't get sick either. When I was a kid I would puke every year because I couldn't handle the loud noises.
those are totally my favorite ones too. we were so far away from the fireworks, that we couldn't hear the crackles, but I was hearing them in my head.
ReplyDeleteI love those white crackly ones, too!
ReplyDeleteDawn, you hear lots of things in your head.
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