I am going to reply just as quickly, Rachel. TAKE THAT!
I am deceptively strong!! Don't let the lack of visible muscles fool you! Where there is not bone, fat, or organs, THERE IS MUSCLE! Plus, I am trying to go to the gym 4-5 times a week. Hopefully 5, but things always get in the way. I don't like it at all, but I must do it. I don't have any other sort of exercise, besides walking to and from my car. I miss having being in a town where I can walk everywhere. I miss having a campus. A beautiful, beautiful campus.
I would be happy to be Kevin's goon. I like him. I am willing to threaten, intimidate, and if necessary, beat to achieve his purposes. Plus, I miss Riley. A little Gravedigga-Slugga reunion would be welcomed with open arms. What is Kevin's problem? Who has wronged him so?
This is the Friends finale. Chandler is also my favorite, but I so appreciate the nuances of all the characters. Ross' nerdiness, Monica's intensity, Chandler's humor, Phoebe's insanity (slash kinkiness), Joey's stupidity, and Rachel's... well I don't know what Rachel's thing is. Good timing? But I think she gets really funny in the last few seasons. That's what this show owns -- character development. Plus great couples.. Ross and Rachel, Chandler and Monica, Phoebe and Mike. It just does not get better.
Chandler: I haven't cried like that in years.
Monica: You cried yesterday at the 6 o'clock news.
Chandler: That old woman was being SCAMMED by her MECHANIC!
Want to know what I think is kind of weird? That people here do not know me in contacts. They have never seen me wear them because I started wearing glasses over the summer. But in reality, I have been a contact wearer since 8th grade. They would probs think it's weird that I wear contacts. And now people from school think the same! Like, a couple months ago Riley and I discovered that (among our many other twin features) we bought our prom dresses at the same store. And Riley was like, what if we had been there at the same time?! And Eric was like, do you remember a feisty dark girl with glasses? Something like that. GLASSES! They are part of me now.
I'm a little bitter that I am surrounded by bridal boutiques. I do not need that reminder every single day! And the dresses are soooo pretttyyyyy. Bitter.
I don't stroke my hair because I don't want it to grease up. Oh, the other day, Chelsea at work turns to me and goes, "Becca. Guess how long it's been since I washed my hair." And based on my own personal hair-washing experience, I thought maybe three, four days tops. I say so, and she goes, "Nope. THREE WEEKS." I wash shocked and amazed. And a little jealous.
Groovy,
Becca
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