Dear Amanda: My House is Empty

My Dear Amanda,

Mmmm, chicken skewers.

Guess what? Everyone is gone tonight and I am ALL ALONE!!!! I started off my solo night with a viewing of Les Miserables. Holy cow did “I Dreamed a Dream” hit me upside the head. Seriously, I cried ugly, snot-dripping tears.

If that wasn’t enough, I’m now knee deep in Beaches. Once again. Crying. Send tissues.

What kind of crazy, awesome parties are you up to at CES?



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Dear Stephanie, It is time for Airport naps

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