Last night I went to Grant Fritzke's house for American Thanksgiving. We laughed and joked, and I laughed so hard I cried. I even laughed so hard I choked on a pickle. Apparently, laughter is the best medicine. I read that the average adult laughs 17 times a day, but the average kid laughs 100 times a day, which probably explains why they are so fun to be around.
I've decided to spend more time laughing and rejoicing, and less time complaining and arguing.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
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"Heather's Horrendous Hallaballoo"
As soon as I saw the title a not-so-nostalgic gamut of memories flooded into my already troubled brain. Interrogation, forced laughter, abhorrible theme songs, i went through them all. But now a blog? A blog proudly carrying the insigna in which name countless attrocities had been committed? Where, O Justice, are you now?
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