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Especially when more than half the people in the room are international in some way:

• One Scotsman by way of Malaysia
• One Albanian from Kosovo
• Two Russians
• ...and a second-generation ABC like me.

Seriously dude.  Just say "end-to-end."

FYI, the phrase "soup to nuts" is fully explained on Wikipedia.  I don't think I'd ever heard the phrase explained before and I'm really glad I asked.

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Seriously, she does a great job slandering them in "You Belong With Me" and some of her other songs.  Apparently cheer captains wear high heels, short skirts, and have no sense of humor. (I can only see one truly negative thing in that list of character traits.)  

But I have a hard time believing that Taylor Swift was ever the awkward kind of girl sitting on the bleachers in a band uniform and headgear.  Everything about her reads "blonde bombshell," so maybe the cheer captains can identify with her after all.

Interesting, non?

She wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts

She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers

Mmm yeah, I don't think this girl is exactly suffering from "ugly duckling" syndrome:

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Passing these buddhas on the way out from Joy Chinese Restaurant.  They look positively bursting with joy.

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via MyLifeIsAverage.com

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We were wandering through Target when I stopped at the section for college students and asked Garry, "what would I need a bedside caddy for?"

We looked a little closer and saw that they had offered a very helpful diagram of what to store in such a caddy:

- remote control (for fast-forwarding through pesky plotlines and rewinding the juicy parts)
- hand lotion O.o
- tissues for cleaning up afterwards, natch!

Thanks Target, for showing kindness to lonely college students everywhere.

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As in, my Advertise.com representative's virtual business card.  I think!  I just got an e-mail from this guy for the first time and had to do this double-take at the image he included as a signature.  Whoever came up with this V-card thing clearly didn't think things all the way through.  That, or I have my mind in the gutter.  Either way, I thought it was pretty amusing.

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I should have posted a while ago, but you still have two weeks to enjoy Daphne's 2-for-1 entrees.  Hurrah for Greek fast food.  I think we have like 8 women going today.

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Music
by Anne Porter

When I was a child
I once sat sobbing on the floor
Beside my mother's piano
As she played and sang
For there was in her singing
A shy yet solemn glory
My smallness could not hold

And when I was asked
Why I was crying
I had no words for it
I only shook my head
And went on crying

Why is it that music
At its most beautiful
Opens a wound in us
An ache a desolation
Deep as a homesickness
For some far-off
And half-forgotten country

I've never understood
Why this is so

Bur there's an ancient legend
From the other side of the world
That gives away the secret
Of this mysterious sorrow

For centuries on centuries
We have been wandering
But we were made for Paradise
As deer for the forest

And when music comes to us
With its heavenly beauty
It brings us desolation
For when we hear it
We half remember
That lost native country

We dimly remember the fields
Their fragrant windswept clover
The birdsongs in the orchards
The wild white violets in the moss
By the transparent streams

And shining at the heart of it
Is the longed-for beauty
Of the One who waits for us
Who will always wait for us
In those radiant meadows

Yet also came to live with us
And wanders where we wander.

"Music" by Anne Porter from Living Things: Collected Poems. 
via Deborah's FB profile

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