I thought that my naughty little sister had taken my speakers (meaning when I go home I couldn't listen to Spotify - fate worse than death!) but i was wrong. It was our scatterbrained dad who packed them up with all my kitchen stuff. So I'm sorry. I have learnt, I hope, not to jump to conclusions and to remain calm. Sorry little sister. You were actually being a good little sister. I love you.
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Hey there ad girl! ha! Love it, with a capital BRILLIANT! Anyway, come stop by my blog and say hi, we could be friends. Would love to have you comment on my comments on my page!
This is a strange post to comment on...really just put it up for my sister as an exercise in self flagellation. But sure. I stopped by your blog and will look forward to your next post.
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