In other news, I’m thinking of writing a song called “Polly’s Sunshine Laugh.” If you can figure out the connection, I’ll give you a prize. No, seriously, I will. Be the first to comment with the correct connection between the top of this post and the bottom of it, and I’ll give you a prize. I’ve got a shutterfly code burning a hole in my inbox.
...read more hereNo matter what the people say, I’m gonna love you anyway… you are my life… I can’t let go…
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Actually, I don’t look anything like Joie Lee, but I’ve noticed that every intellectual artist from Brooklyn not only knows her whole family personally, but thinks I look just like her… but “more attractive.” Um, okay.
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Actually, no, this is quite a good thing, bikini-body or not. I wonder what I would look like by July if I did yoga five times a week for the entire month of June? I’d look like a goddess! ::still ignoring the snickers:: Hush all of you. At least I’m getting exercise finally.
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The band is… well… close knit. I’ve never been in a close knit band before. My experience with bands is that everyone shows up at the beginning of the rehearsal/gig (that is, except for the inevitable few who show up late), we play, hang out for maybe ten or fifteen minutes afterward, and then everyone [...]
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