Not productive…but yet not a total waste of a day either.  And apparently I’m 26.  Who knew?







Your Star Wars Pickup Line

“If I said you had a mint first-edition, still-in-box action figure, would you hold it against me?”


 

 






You Are 26 Years Old

26 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view – and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what’s to come… love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You’ve had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You’ve been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
























What You Really Think Of Your Friends

Lacy is your soulmate.
You truly love Keely.
You consider Angi your true friend.
You know that Me is always thinking of you.
You’ll remember Sarah for the rest of your life.
You secretly think CK is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.
You secretly think that Katie is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.
You secretly think that Andy is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Andy changes lovers faster than underwear.
You secretly think Jesse is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Jesse has a hidden internet romance.

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One response

  1. you damn well better remember me for the rest of your life- considering the rest of your life will be filled with being insane right along side me.  Yeah, maybe we’re too far away to ‘run away’ to McGlynns, but we’ll find ways.  Maybe trans-continental ways.  And moreover, we’re always going to find hilarity in dumb things- especially when we get married to some really hot, heterosexual, chivlrous, really buff, well hung male specimens.  We can bitch about our husbands or kids or lack of husbands or kids.  Let’s be those women on the Golden Girls- I get to be Blanche. If you don’t like that, we can be those red hat wearing, bunco queen types.  Or we can be those old women who sit on their porches and drink dirty martinis at 1 in the afternoon and throw potatoes at the neighbors kids.  Now I’m just getting outlandish. But yes, friends Rachel.  That’s what’s gonna happen.

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