A little while ago, my friends decided that I looked like Uma Thurman. They even did a little picture comparison. We all laughed and every now and then they call me Uma. But the other day as I was putting on a light pastel cardigan, I looked at my parted, dirty blonde, half ponytail, and I thought to myself that I looked like Pam Beesly. Same hairdo, same sweater, even the same secretary job having that some bored look on the face. Now, if I could only find a Jim...
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