So don't you hate it when your dad walks in on you and a boy doing the whole making out thing?

Because I can tell you first hand.

That SUCKS.

That SUCKS DONKEY BALLS.

It's a (read: temporary) mood killer, to say the least.

And then he tries to "talk" with you afterwards... eeeiiihhh... yo, Diz-ad, getcho' self a CLOO.

Anyway, the making out part was quite fabulous. So was the Seth part.

And today's super snow day was spent, for the most part, downloading crappy R&B songs from 1997. Songs like "Gettin' Jiggy Wid It," "Ghetto Supastar," and practically everything by the artist formerly known as Puff Daddy.

It's bittersweet to discover that I still know all of the words.

Sweet because hey, neat, I know the words!

Bitter because hey... those songs are crappy to the max.

But all in all, today was great.

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