I went to a wedding this weekend. I got dressed up and got my date dressed up and we matched kinda because I'm classy n shit.
It was a nice wedding, it was a retirement party for one of my all-time shenanigans cohorts. Oh, the times we had and should have gotten in trouble for. Goodnight sweet prince.
Sometimes I feel like this. Especially on airplanes and at baseball games.
It's so Christmas. That means presents. Usually I am quite good at getting presents for people. I love getting good presents for people. This year, total present block. None ideas. For anyone. It's bizarre and frustrating. I don't even know what I want for my self. DAMN THIS CHRISTMAS BLOCK!
My blog overlords at Phillyist have requested some sort of countdown to 2011 or top ten list for 2010 or something. I should do a few. Any suggestions?
So what are you all asking for from Santa?
Christmas wishlist item of the day:
BEAR CHAIR!
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