For the past couple years, my husband and I have been catching up on eight seasons' worth of CSI. It's our thing. It often stands in for quality bonding time.
Last
night, we finally caught up (which makes me sad and wistful, in a way),
watching the first two episodes of the present season. I laughed. I
cried (while hiding behind a pillow, because I felt ridiculous). I
lusted after CSI gadgetry. I feel I've reached a major milestone here.
I believe it's only fitting to mark this milestone thusly:
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