When the last post I write is an unhappy, moody, sassy one, I hate that it stays at the top of my page until the next one comes along. They only thing I hate more than that is waiting for the next words to be written out of purpose. I can’t think of a better...
Sometimes (i.e. this time) I sit in front of Mac and I stare. I have a “few” things going through my head that I should need to do but instead I sit. And I stare. Because I’m bored and would really rather like to enjoy it, the boredom. I’m bored. No really, so bored. Like,...
I have 17 minutes to say goodnight to the worst and best year of my life, to brush my teeth, and to water my dog before I make a run to pick up the pizza for a New Years party that is sure to be the party of the year *righhhhtttt, pun so intended. and...
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