After spending nearly a week wandering around Los Angeles and Hollywood (not to mention being one of those stupid asshats who braves doing Disneyland on Xmas Eve), I figured out a lot of things. The first is that I'd kill to have the ability to live in that busy, angry, anxiety-ridden city. The second is that I became far too accustomed to having a washer and dryer in my place that I don't have to fool around getting quarters to use. I somehow doubt that Miley Cyrus
pays to do any of her laundry either unless you count the check she cuts for the housekeeper, but she took some time over the holidays to pose in a laundromat with some buddies. You know, as if she was one of the little people or something.
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