my name is tara and i'm a northern girl. i've got a new baby, a lovely husband, fond memories of an old dog and my hands full with a new one, and a big creaky old house. things are good where i live.
This song is from a band that has flown completely under my radar for years and years apparently. Now I must find everything they've ever done based solely on the gooditude and greatnessness of this song.
OK, why-oh-why can't we live in the same city? Then we could have a standing weekly date to watch this and eat bonbons and gossip about boys and talk about shoes.
Instead, I've already warned Steve that between this, Top Model and that American Teen whatever-whatever show (that I'm sure I'm too old to watch) all starting, he shouldn't expect too much from me next week. I mourn the brain cells that will die for the sake of trashy TV.
Dude don't even talk to me about that! Add it to the list of things we could do if you didn't live 1000 miles away. I even found a great house for you with a sassy red kitchen!!!!
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OK, why-oh-why can't we live in the same city? Then we could have a standing weekly date to watch this and eat bonbons and gossip about boys and talk about shoes.
Instead, I've already warned Steve that between this, Top Model and that American Teen whatever-whatever show (that I'm sure I'm too old to watch) all starting, he shouldn't expect too much from me next week. I mourn the brain cells that will die for the sake of trashy TV.
Dude don't even talk to me about that! Add it to the list of things we could do if you didn't live 1000 miles away. I even found a great house for you with a sassy red kitchen!!!!
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