"Thank you for being you. Now I've got a complete list of how fucking shit people can be."
or click here"Don't come any closer! You'll water down my greatness with your ordinariness. Fuck off!"
This next one came as I was sliding back into bed after going to pee:
or click here"Mix tapes. I love making mix tapes. It's like making a little bit of history."
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Karen's notes: Mix tapes figure quite prominently in our relationahip. Adam and I met and fell in love as teenagers spending time abroad in Israel. When we each had to go back to our respective countries, we communicated by sending audio cassettes, talking mixed with music, back and forth (this was before the days of email and the internet). The rest of the story is in the "About" page. In short, boy meets girl, boy and girl fall in love, boy and girl are separated by an ocean, boy loses girl for a decade and a half, girl finds boy, girl and boy get married and have a blog.