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Christmas Eve Eve dinner, the one night a year we all get together and pretend we're still friends like we were back in high school. Except Matt who is apparently too good for us *cough*asshole*cough*. Duan brought some sort of meat that had only Chineese writing on the packaging and told us it was ham. After everyone had tried some, Becky ( Read more... )
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:(
that makes me sad.
my first puppy was a golden reteriever. :( I miss him.
poor zacky.
my plans for Christmas eve?
ditch my family and hang out with Pat...
mine are driving me nuts and I jsut got home from work 15 mins ago...
Also, his grandmother wants me to go to the Service with them.. and such.. so thats what I'm gonna do... unless mom and dad give me the guilt trip. which, I know they will.
I love you!
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