On her blog yesterday, Helen said that sometimes sitting in your car with a bestie eating burgers in a parking lot can be the best kind of hanging out.
I agree whole-heartedly.
That was until last night. When I realised it is now a close second. For me, the best kind of hanging out is sitting in your pajamas, eating pizza loaded with feta and watching Mean Girls. It was so fetch!
Ex-Oh! Ex-Oh!
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
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