Friday & Saturday
Might as well address this one all at once. Yep, those are boobs. As explained on Saturday, Brandon and I went to a crappy "arts & craft" fair in Lake Zurich that was very light on the art and heavy on the "country craft." Brandon gave me this signed Penthouse collector's card (No, it's not worth much, unless you're a big Tammy Chapman fan) that his dad had brought back from some pharmacy/retailers' convention. We both thought it was hilarious for some reason -- maybe because it's so over the top? -- so Bran gave it to me to put into 1954. And then later at Yvette's, my friend Hope wrote the silly comment on Friday. I'm pretty sure nobody got jealous.
I went to see Sleepless in Seattle with Tori Saturday night. I guess it was a date, although she probably didn't think so; she seemed convinced that I wasn't interested in her. I wasn't deeply into her (obviously) but I enjoyed her company and thought she was cute, and yeah, it was a date. I really enjoyed the movie (I'm a total sap for that kind of drivel; When Harry Met Sally is one of my favorite movies) and bought the soundtrack that weekend.
Apparently my scanner can't handle fluorescent orange -- that's what color both the stickers on Friday are, not pale pink. Good to know for future scans.
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