Thursday, October 30, 2008

People Ask Me For Favors At The Weirdest Times.

Seriously, can't a girl spend a night to herself and get more than half a chapter into a self-indulgent chick lit book without getting bombarded with text messages asking her to be in Long Beach tomorrow morning at 6am?


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