Wednesday, May 17, 2006

True Confessions

It's not my fault.

Grammie Imelda innocently asked if we'd burn a copy of a new cd for her, as she's lucky she can answer email. Sure. No problem.


She comes to visit on Sunday, Mom's Day and all, with this.




Yes. Nick Lachey.

And you know what?

I like it.

Truly. It's like being 14 and angsty and brokenhearted again.

Now if I could just find the time to write some melodramatic morbid love poetry.

2 Comments:

Blogger josetteplank.com said...

I will never look at you or Nick Lachey the same again, lol!

And now, drat you, I'm curious! I'll have to go download some NL.

9:38 PM  
Blogger lemony said...

I like it, too.

shhhhhhhh

2:18 PM  

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