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Smooch

Apparently today is International Kissing Day - and the only reason I know this is because last year I wrote a stupid post about it - which is now coming up on the Google search page and people are clicking to it with alarming frequency.

My list from last year must be amended. It's a brutal process, but it's gotta be done. I'm booting off #3 - ("under the arches" boy) - and replacing it with Glendalough. Because honestly. Glendalough? Windstorm? Crumbling stone tower? Ireland? Gotta go on the list. I'm also booting "Crazy Erik" in favor of "grape ginger ale" boy. (Speaking of which: His movie is now available. He's awesome. Buy it! Rent it! Love it!!)

Heh heh. It's like I'm speaking in code, My high school friends will know all the references.

A cool thing: The Keith M. of the list (the poor boy I basically attacked on the playground when I was 9) has come back into my life, through this blog - and I will see him on Friday at my high school reunion. Awesome. Just awesome. Old old childhood friends.

So anyway: happy kissing day.

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