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So… this made me smile a little:
Who says I don’t have a soft spot somewhere in my heart?
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My beard hair is getting a little longer. And starting to do weird things…
I’m trying to grow it out. Probably not as long as Fearsome, but that’s a lofty goal, right?
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I received this text from my mother today.
Aside from the horrible grammar and spelling, the rest of the message is pretty damn frightful as well.
My mother used to be the one who would call all the time. Now she texts. Which I’m usually grateful for, as I don’t like to talk on the phone. But there are definitely some things that one should make a call for…
Here’s hoping for some better news soon.
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After a hectic afternoon of running some errands and other such things, I needed some wine.
All I had was a Styrofoam cup. I’m nothing, if not… creative.
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