Last night I had a slumber party with Laura Brink and Heather. It was painfully fun (I say painfully because I got a headache from laughing so hard). We sang karaoke (Heather's rendition of "play that funky music white boy" took the proverbial cake), ate more junk food than I'd have thought possible, and sat in the hot tub talking about sex for a
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