YAY! eggles! (no that's not a typo it is a fluffia way of pronunciation...thank you amy)
so YAY! EAGLES!
boo...language development midterms.
last night I got my drink on with Alyssa, Nora, Quinn something like 3 bottles of wine...yum...cheesy dip. and now I must get to work, so I can minimize the amount of time I need to do homework during the game.
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Iggles, not eggles. Like being a ligal secretary.
true,
I think I had my dad in mind who likes some cream cheese (philadelphia) on his beggles in the morning for breakfast.
Do you remember Angelique telling us that in Germany they call cream cheese, Philadephia? no matter what brand, silly.
Philadelphia--that's hilarious. I'm going to the shopping market to pick up paper towlels and Philadelphia.
Was cream cheese invented in Philadelphia or something? We should look into that...
Zach went bonkers at my parents house when the Patriots won. I started off rooting for the Pats, because, as Zach pointed out, I know more of the Pats' names than the Iggles' names. But the last five minutes that all changed, and I wanted the Eagles to win more than anything.
because we always feel for the underdogs.
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