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||[Mar. 27th, 2004|03:46 am]
k i m b e r l y
|||||"all i want for chritmas is you"||]|
so it's nearly 4am, and i'm alone in my room, passionately singing (in a very very low whisper) along with my new Love Actually sound track (which is really a fabulous cd) in my silk nighty (that i'd die of blushing if anyone actually saw me in). Sometimes you really just have to take a step back and laugh.
either i'm cracking up, or there really is a screw too tight somewhere.