It's a cold, boring Sunday here in Chicago. I really love this time of the year, but why can't it be above 40 degrees? When the weather turns bad, I become a hermit. You'll most likely find me at home, wearing flannel pajamas and either sitting in front of my computer or curled up on the sofa with a fuzzy blanket. Okay, so I admit it. I'm not the buzzing socialite that you think I am. I'm more of a geeky gossip girl than a party girl. That's okay, right? You'll still love me. I hope.
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