Tell me the truth...they fit big, don't they?
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- Claire
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5 comments:
i think they're even on the small fitting end! I gues you've lost weight??
they fit SMALL. sometimes the shirts stretch out after a day's wear but i've noticed that everything fits very, very small.
NO WAY!?!? Ok. Then according to the jeans I just bought, I've gone down 4 pant sizes....
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!Y!!
ya, you looked like it that pic of you in the striped shirt!! wow!
FOUR?!?!?!?!?!?! holy SMOKES, claire. i've been the same pants size since about grade 10, and that's including some years of MAJOR and consistent exercise! nice metabolism, man.
on a different, and more terrifying note...
i was just about to go into the bathroom to wash my face and get ready for bed, when i saw a GIANT centipede (i've been calling them millipedes all this time) scurry across the living room floor and into the bathroom... then disappeared under the cabinet part below the sink (you know... where your BARE FEET go!
so now i'm TERRIFIED. what do i do? just go in there and HOPE the centipede doesn't crawl on me? just nonchallantly mosey on in there tomorrow morning and have my shower and put makeup on in front of that mirror?
can i EVER use that bathroom AGAIN?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!
i hate those things. i was just thinking this morning, 'thank goodness centipede season is over!'
it's been really cold lately... maybe he thinks it's still spring.
pray for me...
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