Random Things

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I love that my laptop and iPod run on 100 - 240 voltage and I don't have to carry converters. 
I love that I can take antibiotics when I get sick. 
I love that I can download silly American tv shows and get a small respite from daily life here. 
I love that I can get dimsum 24 hours a day on the street near my apartment. 
I love that I have friends who know I am eccentric and have a hard time moving past my mistakes, and like me anyway. 
I love that I can still shop on Amazon, Target and iTunes because my credit card address is still U.S. based. 
I love cheese. 


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Rebex said…
It's impossible not to love you, Rebecca!
Monday, January 05, 2009
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