okay, so I bought Emily a birthday card. Two actually... one funny "Happy 21st Birthday" card and a sappy sister card. Is that weird??
I don't know what I'm going to do with it. Write in it and save it? Mail it like you used to send letters to Santa?
*sigh*
I am dreading Saturday. I'd rather have a root canal. With no anesthesia. On both sides. With rusty instruments. By a dentist from an unreputable college and a questionable degree.
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