hee!

I just had a conversation with one of my roommates that involved adoration of Keira Knightley, the hotness of Ioan Gruffud, our moral dilemmas of the incredibly badness of King Arthur and our total consuming love thereof, her love of Horatio Hornblower, the use of the phrase "pegboy" and an assertion of Horatio and Bush's sleeping together on her part, the use of the phrase man-comfort on my part, a short discussion of Russell Crowe movies, and an awful lot of love for brownies.

I *heart* my roommates. And she's not one of the ones who tied up the phone for my call from the New York girls last week, either.

done, finally

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