Last night I went to see the Emma movie with Heather. As my bladder is the size of a pea, I had to leave during the movie to use the restroom. That didn't turn out to be a bad thing: I walked into the restroom and it smelled like men's cologne! (I didn't walk into the wrong restroom, I assure you) I was pretty much in heaven. Anyone who's lived with me or been around me long enough knows I have a deep, deep love for men's cologne; a man can't wear too much. I remember worrying that people would think a boy had been in my room up at school, only to realize that I'd just sprayed some cologne myself, for my own enjoyment.
I'm such a dork, I know.
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Genius! : )
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