Five days. My first mother-in-law was dying, and we had to take the night shift, but couldn't sleep during the day because my teenaged sister-in-law played the stereo at 90 db constantly.
Pictures of every cat I've had. Pictures of all my friends. Tea bags. Champagne corks. High quality chocolate wrappers. A picture of fireworks over the Disneyland castle. A pic of a big geyser going off. Pics of the ocean, both still and warm and cold and violent. Packets of flower seeds. Rainbows of every color. A CD of belly dance music. Paper skeletons.
Yes; Mad Men. I was trying to watch the previous episodes before the new season started (I'd never seen it). I was doing stuff the whole time, though, so I didn't even catch half of it and need to watch it again. I loved the fashions, the nostalgia for the era I grew up in, and the damn fool decisions the people kept making.
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Pictures of every cat I've had. Pictures of all my friends. Tea bags. Champagne corks. High quality chocolate wrappers. A picture of fireworks over the Disneyland castle. A pic of a big geyser going off. Pics of the ocean, both still and warm and cold and violent. Packets of flower seeds. Rainbows of every color. A CD of belly dance music. Paper skeletons.
Yes; Mad Men. I was trying to watch the previous episodes before the new season started (I'd never seen it). I was doing stuff the whole time, though, so I didn't even catch half of it and need to watch it again. I loved the fashions, the nostalgia for the era I grew up in, and the damn fool decisions the people kept making.