crap! i bought that book for you too! oh, i should have known! well, return it to barnes and noble and pick out something else you want. :(
and uh, yeah... i read the book in the car this weekend on our trek all over new york state. it basically went as follows:
CHRISTINE: *sniffles from backseat* DAD: what is that noise? christine? christine, what's the matter with you? MOM: she's reading that clay aiken book. CHRISTINE: *helpless whimper* BRIAN: lunatic.
i'm ashamed that a ridiculous pop star has the ability to reduce me to a sniveling mess every time i come in contact with something of his. but i can't help it. he makes me so sad...
sad doesn't even begin to describe it I don't think. It's more like helpless black pit in my stomach. I've never encountered someone that good, and just reading about him makes my heart hurt.
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and uh, yeah... i read the book in the car this weekend on our trek all over new york state. it basically went as follows:
CHRISTINE: *sniffles from backseat*
DAD: what is that noise? christine? christine, what's the matter with you?
MOM: she's reading that clay aiken book.
CHRISTINE: *helpless whimper*
BRIAN: lunatic.
i'm ashamed that a ridiculous pop star has the ability to reduce me to a sniveling mess every time i come in contact with something of his. but i can't help it. he makes me so sad...
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