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it's all new

I was told (in not so many words) that while it is ok for me to have a blog just like my sister (and the rest of the free world), it is NOT ok for me to use the same format. Thus I have complied. I don't want to bust up the order of things here (since I'm new and all). Dont'cha just hate when the new kid comes in and tries to run the show? I'm not like that.

Book review coming soon.

Comments

John H said…
your first big mistake here is to listen to people like me!

Nonetheless, good to see you getting away from all that pinko stuff..(0:

Have fun!
Malia said…
Whatcha got against pink, John?

Yes, sadly, John is getting up there in years and is slightly crazy in the head, you can ignore him. ;-) Personally, I was quite flattered that you chose your template to be the same as mine! But I like this one, too. It's a more...you!
Emily Gray said…
Well, the current format was my original format - back in the days when I was not famous like I am now. Then I switched to "thisaway rose" because I thought the pink was a nice touch to the "love" theme. But as this blog is not really about love, and as I was so kindly advised by john h, I decided that reverting back to the original format would compliment my sleek and tasteful sense o'style. Besides, I had a feeling people would think me a copycat.

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