1.) Friends who encourage my immaturity and revel in making jokes with the word "balls" in them.
2.) Hearing the phone ring, expecting it to be a telemarketer, and seeing Lili's name and number instead.
3.) Sour cream to put on my burrito (well, a burrito minus the tortilla) and tangellos in my salad.
4.) Tuesday is my Monday. Thursday is my Friday. Effin' A, Cotton. Effin' A.
5.) Coffee in the morning and string cheese in the afternoon.
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