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Thursday,
December 25, 2003
So this is Christmas
Proving
that she is able to see through my pseudo-intellectual facade,
my mom got me the DVD of Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigalo for
Christmas.
That movie and I are having a secret affair. I'm so ashamed. I
tried to keep our love under wraps, but my mom walked in on me
laughing hysterically at a late-night HBO showing last time I
was home, and has been razzing me about it since.
Anyway.
I made it to the US, by the way. Despite the best efforts of the
Department of Homeland Effing Security. Seriously. If Tom Ridge
effing catches a terrorist, I'll consider eating my words, but
until then, I hold firm to this declaration: When white-bread
little ol' me ends up on a no-fly list, the no-fly list is too
effing long.
Yeah, full update tomorrow, as now I've gotta go hobnob over the
eggnog. Merry Christmas and/or winter holiday of your choice!
- declared by Liusia @ 9:24
PM
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