Random Channel Surfing

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I'm crushing on a celebrity again. This usually happens right around the time there's a serious lack of real, live hot dudes in my life and I realize how bored I am. Pathetic? Oh most definitely. But it's how I cope with the single life. So the latest celebrity obsession is a soccer player who plays for the FC Edmonton. He's ridic-ulously hot and definitely out of my league, but then again, when has that ever stopped me? Exactly. So I'll continue lusting for this wholly unavailable dude 'cause that's easy and safe and that's how I roll. In other news, my boss gave me the go-ahead for my summer holiday time, which means I'll be flying to Frankfurt again in July to spend some holiday time with my older sisters --- as in plural --- and their cutie-pie kids. I'm starting to get pretty stoked for this holiday and I'm already excited at the prospect of hanging out with both older sisters and spoiling my nieces and nephew to my heart's