A week ago, my mother and I went to the city to buy snacks and stuff for preparation for Youth Conference. While were there, we went to a place called 'Jeans Alley,' which would have been innocent, if it were not for the words at the side which were: 'for gals.' Dun, dun, dun! No one around here says 'gals' unless they are 'cowboys' or have a farm. So sadly, I was dragged inside by my mother. Once there, the truth was revealed.

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I think I tend to get bored of icons rather quickly. I just saved a whole ton, uploaded them as user pics, and then a few hours later I decided I really didn't like them and deleted most of them. lmao.

I have a new mood theme! Yay! It's a bunch of Shakespeare quotes, but I think they're cool. I forget who they're by...but it's in my user info.

Well, I just got off the phone with Laura. She is coming over tomorrow after work to watch Dear Frankie. She dropped by yesterday, and I showed her the cover. She was like, "Oh my gosh, he is hot!" She was referring to Gerry, of course. I grinned and agreed. So, she's looking forward to seeing Gerry's hotness and his sexy Scottish accent. :)

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Hmm...I think I'm addicted to lj cuts. lol. Or maybe it's just that I don't like stretching out my posts...

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