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Last night Cynthia and I went to see her friend Gabe's art show at the Merchandise Mart. It was pretty cool. The show itself was in a kitchen-design store. Awesome, eh? And his art was pretty good. When I met him he said that his mother named him Gabriel, so he always introduces himself as Gabriel and lets people gradually call him Gabe once he knows them...sound like someone you know??? His art was really nice. Mixed media put together with strips of magazines and newspaper clippings to make a scene (I do not know anything about art so I am merely using terms I think are correct). Very cool. He said he just uses things he finds around the house.
After walking through, drinking some wine, and eating some fruit (kumquats maybe?) and yummy cheese we decided to check out the rest of what was going on there. Now, Gabe's show lasted until 9, so we assumed that the other shows going on there did too, so we bought a ticket and went up to check out the other art show...but then about 15 minutes later they kicked us out :( Apparently they were definitely two different things and that thing ended at 7. Ooops.
So we went out to find some food and stopped at Lalo's where we got yummy food, free soup, and planned our weddings. :)

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Today so far I watched some Hellraiser and did some shopping. I went to Victoria's Secret and when I walked in there was a girl in there, maybe 13. She was seriously standing there in the PINK section with her mouth wide open and her hands in jazz hands at her sides and she's saying "I'M...IN...HEAVEN!!!!" and running around touching everything. She wasn't even one of those 13 year olds I normally see in there who are decked out in all designer wear and wearing more makeup then I've ever worn in my life. ope, she was kind of normal looking. Anyway, I guess VS has found a good way to create brand loyalty young.

Then I came home and baked some blueberry muffins:
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I am now addicted to the Dulce de Leche Latte at Starbucks. It tastes just like how I took my coffee when I was a kid (yes, I've been drinking coffee for as long as I can remember) where it was about a third coffee, a third milk, and a third sugar. YUM!

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