I think....I am done!!!!!!
commence fireworks!
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I just might be done with my grad school applications. I'm going to re-print a few things, check it over one more time, and then send them off tomorrow.
I worked fucking hard on this, so I MUST get in somewhere. I WILL get in somewhere!
fireworks again
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It is my aunt and uncle's 27th wedding anniversary on Friday. 27 fricking years! I was two when they got married, and I remember the wedding. Me and my twin sister wore matching white lace dresses and in our heads we looked like princesses. In actuality we looked like stumpy little babies with brown bowl hair cuts. My aunt wore a wedding dress, and then a shimmering green kimono, and I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
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Alright, I'm going to go over everything one last time. Goodnight.
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Wait, before I go, here's another good reality show. Celebrity Championship Wrestling. A bunch of celebrities (kind of sort of) learn how to pro wrestle. And you know what? They may be has-beens or never-wases, but they are entertainers. And when they get in the ring, they go for it.
Plus Hulk Hogan is just an old pro. The guy's in constant pain, walks like he's injured, and has a hangdog expression, but when he turns on the persona, it's 1985 again.
You're a jabrone, get out of my ring!!!!!
streaming episodes
here.
Oh wait, I just realized that I already blogged about this before. Who cares, it's a good show.