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Amanda is in Los Angeles this weekend. In fact, her plane touched down just over two hours ago. I know this because, being the slightly anal and occasionally anxious boyfriend type that I am, I tracked her flight (flights, really, from Kansas City to Minneapolis before she was off to La-la land) in real time from the moment it took off until the moment it landed. Well, I may have watched a movie in the middle somewhere, and gotten some work done on Extra Life. But the point remains the same. She gave me a call eight minutes after her plane touched the runway, and I took that opportunity to let her know she
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January 28th, 2007 at 12:41 am
I would really like to be declared exempt for the contents of this post.