If I was writing a message in a bottle/marooned on an island diary in the sand.
Last week...
Moved.
Pregnant.
No internet.
This week...
Boxes.
Pregnant.
No internet.
Next week...
Pregnant?
Internet.
Finally.
Send help and cookie dough.
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Oh geesh. Don't you just LOVE the no internet days?! Those kill me. If it wasn't for my blackberry with internet access, I seriously think I'd live with my neighbor (whom I don't even know) because I'm SURE that they do, have internet. LOL.
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