28 eight days away. I can do this. It's just like a stay in rehab. You know, like the hilarious Sandra Bullock movie. 28 days. I'm hoping to repel in a wooden area with a high maintenance German fellow and a washed up major league pitcher. 28 days. Maybe I'll be able to do a slap stick parody of a popular midday soap opera. 28 days. I just hope my roommate doesn't OD on the smack smuggled in her sock monkey. 28 days. A girl can dream can't she? This could have been a post about Amy Winehouse.....
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28 days left
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