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The world is a strange place. I have a lot that I’d like to say, so I’m going to sit here and write. You can either read all of this, or you can scroll down to the paragraphs that don’t … Continue reading
I tried Honeydew Melon the other day. It had been sitting on the kitchen counter for about two days. I kept looking at it. It looked like a head. It looked like a pale cantaloupe. It looked like disappointment, just waiting … Continue reading
I feel a rant coming on, so get’cha popcorn ready and add butter because this one is gonna be a real finger licker. I don’t know what that means. Get yourself a napkin if you must. I don’t want you … Continue reading
I held off on this post because I didn’t want to ruin anyone’s holiday cheer. I didn’t participate in Boxing Day, but I can only imagine the bulls that were unleashed in china shops and shopping malls, alike. So I’m … Continue reading
I have something I need to get off my chest because I like to sleep on my stomach, so if I don’t do this now, I’m going to sleep like a dog draped over a yoga ball tonight and that … Continue reading
If you ask me who I am I can tell you my name one word four letters clap it out one syllable if you ask me who I am I can tell you my age pull out the cake light … Continue reading
Yeah, I’m talking about you. And you. And you. And you in the back who thinks I don’t see them. And you. You. You. You. And you. Especially you. And you. And you. And me. It starts when we’re little; … Continue reading