O Greg Where Art Thou?
So, here I am stuck in Presque Isle becaue that dumb Old Navy package didn't come today. I'm here at my apt, with hardly anything to eat, watching my boring 1 channel which doesn't have anything good on tonight, and wishing I could sleep in my own bed instead of on my couch b/c all of my bedding is packed/dirty and I deflated my blow up bed due to the fact that it was all out of shape, hoping it will be cured when I return in January. What a great night! haha Well, my wonderful and precious roommate Kate Patterson was here last week visiting and she informed me of something that has struck me very funny. She thinks I'm going to marry someone named Greg. Yup, that's right, Gregory! haha I don't even know anyone named Greg.....except for Greg Mann and people, DON'T even go there! She said she can just hear me now "Greg, hunny, can you do this?" or "Greg help me with this". So yeah, this has amused me over the past few days and I just thought I'd share it with you all. What do you think? Can you see/hear it now "Greg and Amy BlahBlahBlah" hahahahaha But hey, if anyone knows any cute, age appropriate Gregs....let me know! ;)P.S. I learned something from this holiday toy promoter lady on the David Letterman show tonight "Books are friends of toys" Thought that was humerous! AND I heard on TV tonight that the James Dean Museum in Gas City, Indiana is closing. This is random b/c I've been to Gas City. When I traveled on summer team, we watched the 4th of July fireworks there while at Indiana North Teen Camp. Probably no one but Rob will appreciate this, but anyway.... :)
posted by His Beloved @ 12:48 a.m.
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