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I’ve been in a bad mood today. I’m not sure why. I hate when this happens. People don’t deserve to have to deal with me on days when I am in a bad mood. I feel bad for all of them. We got a new wireless printer. Actually, we’ve now purchased three new wireless printers …

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Happy Birthday, Scotty. We love you.

Patrick Hutchison was the object of my seventh and eighth grade affections. Man, he was so fine … (remember when we used to say that?) He was in Mr. Jones’ seventh grade English class with me. I remember three things about that class: Patrick was in it, Mr. Jones was nice, and on his bald, …

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Patrick Hutchison was the object of my seventh and eighth grade affections. Man, he was so fine … (remember when we used to say that?) He was in Mr. Jones’ seventh grade English class with me. I remember three things about that class: Patrick was in it, Mr. Jones was nice, and on his bald, …

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WARNING: This post contains details of experiences which would preferably happen only in the bathroom–your own bathroom. Reader discretion is advised. I’d like to be classy. I remember that when Brian and I first moved here and I was working at the candy store, Liz Barnhardt commented to me how funny her family thought it …

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WARNING: This post contains details of experiences which would preferably happen only in the bathroom–your own bathroom. Reader discretion is advised. I’d like to be classy. I remember that when Brian and I first moved here and I was working at the candy store, Liz Barnhardt commented to me how funny her family thought it …

You’re jumping up and down and you feel something brown… Read More »

Remember that childhood story about me holding that picture of Kim (my childhood best friend who had recently moved across town) while I forced tears out of my eyes and sappy music played in the background? Well I have a little more to say about my friendship with Kim. She was my first (as in …

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Remember that childhood story about me holding that picture of Kim (my childhood best friend who had recently moved across town) while I forced tears out of my eyes and sappy music played in the background? Well I have a little more to say about my friendship with Kim. She was my first (as in …

This time you get the thousand words Read More »