Do you think it's crazy for me to drive up to your old house on Mansfield and knock on the door, requesting to watch the Complete Jane Austen on PBS with whomever opens the door? Cause I'm kind of tempted. It'll be just like that Seinfeld episode when George watches Breakfast at Tiffany's with the strangers who rented it first. Except with British accents. And they'll probably call the police.
Sigh.
Showing posts with label Habs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Habs. Show all posts
January 25, 2008
December 3, 2007
For Habs...
Blake Lewis scares me but I thought you'd like to know AOL is playing his CD for free this week here. (For others who visit the site who aren't American Idol inclined- the CD loads and starts playing and it's a little jarring. So warned. I forgot the page was open and loading and moved on to something else and then jumped about five feet in the air. Nice)
'K bye!
'K bye!
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