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OH, WHAT JOY AND WHAT SUPRISE, WHEN I OPEN UP MY EYES TO SEE MY HIPPO HERO STANDING THERE! A few nights ago, I had a dream that I sat down to write with this bowl- you-over genius idea. Everything in the dream felt just like real life. I was fired up to nerd out
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JUST LOOK AT THIS GLOW. I GOT THAT MAGIG, I’M REALLY PREPARED FOR WHATEVER, WHENEVER SO WHO WANT THE SMOKE? My soul ached. My heart pinched. My skin tightened. My stomach rolled. My body reeled. My heart squeezed. My chest thumped. Is this really the go-to trick in an author’s arsenal for describing emotions? My
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BUT I’VE WANDERED MUCH FURTHER TODAY THAN I SHOULD AND I CANT SEEM TO FIND MY WAY BACK TO THE WOOD. Kenny Loggins is that dude. Before I start down this path, I swear, this site is not going to be blog after blog about Yacht Rock and Yacht Soul. Yes, I talk about them
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FUCK THE WORLD AND DON’T ASK ME FOR SHIT. This is one of those days when I wish my office building had a School Store. Fully stocked and hidden in a spare closet with a half-door just like the one from 4th grade. And it’d be a day when I’d have a few ones in
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“EVEN IN JEANS, HE’S A GOD-SENT ORIGINAL, THE MAN OF MY DREAMS.” -PEPA With no exaggeration, I know I can spend this entire day’s post writing about the masterpiece of man that I am dating. Just now, before getting up for the laptop to document it, I was overtaken by just how attractive he was.
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I AM FLUENT IN GANKING AND AM PERIMENOPAUSILY AGGRO. DON’T TEST ME. The ShopRite mobile scan app has all the connection reliability of two cans and a length of bakery string. Nevertheless, I am at an age where it is assumed that, when technology fails, what has gone wrong is inevitably me- and my old
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