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December 17 2005

What a God-forsaken mission THAT was.
We stood around in the theatre and handed out slips for some Narnia drawing-thing.  Prizes included soundtracks, t-shirts, and four tickets to the ice show at the GEC.  We were there from 11:00-4:00 with nary a chance to sit down or nourish our bodies.  Normally this would be only scarcely tolerable, but stick someone in a corset who only had 1/2-a-cup of coffee at 8:00 and it makes for one peril-laden drive to Murfreesboro.
((We kept most of the free ice-cream coupons for ourselves.  The ones we were supposed to be handing out to children.  XD))


And I want everyone to go out and buy the Hershey's chocolate-cherry-cordial-kiss-thingies right NOW.  Either try them and love them forever or give them to me.


Swing dancing soon.  Again.  Shall be most sorely sore tomorrow.