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July 14, 2007
I fingers relaxed as I opened the door to my apartment one evening. My car keys fell from my hands, I kicked off my sandals and plopped myself onto the couch, bursting out into a ridiculous laugh. My neighbors must have thought I was crazy. Hell, I even thought I was crazy realizing I had nothing in particular to laugh about except that I had just gone out on my own, yet I had taken the scenic route back home again. Everything the comedian said on SNL was hilarious. I watched until my stomach hurt and a familiar song aired.