tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4374967776660565130.post4477583976732296722..comments2023-05-20T03:31:42.585-07:00Comments on secretlake: kathrynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00742679426822158259noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4374967776660565130.post-40070801200158189642011-08-11T20:29:21.897-07:002011-08-11T20:29:21.897-07:00Thanks! I asked the lady in the thrift store if th...Thanks! I asked the lady in the thrift store if they had anymore scrap books that weren't out yet and she said that there had been four more that a customer had just purchased 20 minutes before I got there. It made me crazy, I wondered if they were even cooler. I'm glad I got this one though. And musical neighbors are trouble, I used to live beneath a dj and that was crazy, he was always playing music in the middle of the night, I used to wear ear plugs to sleep.kathrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00742679426822158259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4374967776660565130.post-27182738997248005872011-08-11T07:32:48.007-07:002011-08-11T07:32:48.007-07:00The scrapbook is the coolest! Yesterday DOES sound...The scrapbook is the coolest! Yesterday DOES sound weird. Loud neighbors are the worst. I used to live under a songwriter who played guitar all night and tapped her cowboy boots in rhythm on her floor - which happened to be the ceiling over my bed. I wish the cops had come for her! :)Eartha Kitschhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08189308677139650882noreply@blogger.com