Mint chocolate fudge is good. Went gift shopping with Paul today. This is how it went: Everything I looked at that would serve as suitable gifts for family had heart-attack inducing price tags of hundreds of dollars. In the time that it took me to buy some fudge and film for myself, Paul purchased a gift for every member of his extended family, all the gifts fit in one little plastic bag, and he spent less than $100. What the hell. Right now he's downloading Journey songs from Napster, creating a nice 80's love ballad atmosphere. Here's a topic for the blog -- give us a junior high school dance memory. My memory is some girls bringing vodka in hair spray pump bottles. I think that was seventh grade. I think I slow danced to Poison's "Every rose has its thorn." I wore a dress purchased at K-mart. I'm sorry. Someone please forgive me for my youthful indiscretions.
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