...but it's not my job, because I don't have a job. Anyway:
LOST! Large silver ball earrings, somewhere in the CC staff apartments. Inherited by E. Lawrence from the "state troopers don't have balls" grandmother.
Seriously, I need to find them. I'm having a conniption. If any of you good camp people find these beautiful earrings, please do not pawn them. Kindly contact me via smoke signals, messenger pigeon, telegram, skywriting or shouting across long distances.
Little Miss Sunshine made me laugh so hard. It also reinforced my hatred of beauty pageants for anyone under the age of 13. There's something disturbing about 8-year-olds with caked-on makeup and airbrush tans.
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