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Okay, just when I thought we were too creepily similar to be normal, it gets worse. Oy. :D
We spent most of history talking about archeology, which rocks my socks. As we went to get food:

Me: If I wasn't already headed for History and Lit majors I would totally go in for forensic archeology. It's awesome.
Erin: Yeah--wait, you're majoring in History and English too?
Me: Well, yeah.
Erin: I was actually gonna do a Creative Writing major--
Me: No, no you weren't. I am.
Erin: *stares* Don't tell me you're minoring in Biology.
Me: *blink* Um. Well. Actually...

...which went into a long argument about who stole whose major first. *snerk*


So that's that. Apparently I have a twin who lives in Spokane with brothers and a forensic medical examiner mother. Who knew?