I've always been kind of proud of the fact that we still don't have cable at my house. Neither do we have real internet, it's straight dial-up, which I suppose wards off identity theives because even I don't have the patience to wait for my personal information to download.
I've been housesitting, and lucky me on my spring break, I have HBO access.
Here's the embarrassing part, I caught myself trying to start an HBO conversation. The watercooler and everything, all about how awesome the Small Screen John Adams Biopic is...
things I drink about
- Weinkle
- generally malleable, but fairly stubborn when it comes to prepositions at the end of a sentence. There are exceptions.
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