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I went grocery shopping at the Coop, "Shaft" was playing.
I went to CVS for soy milk afterwards, some pop diva from the early 90s was playing, possibly Mariah Carey or Amy Grant. The disjoint spoke to me.
In the lobby by the laundry room there is a plastic bag full of romance novels. With 4 stacks x 12 books = 48 romance novels. Someone must be preemptively spring cleaning.
I have one final left. Possibly for the rest of my life.
Looks like I won't have to mostly naked for skit this year. Of course, tradition dictates that the alternative to semi-nudity is getting clocked upside the head.
but, I'm actually rather fond of my 4 major scars...
Also, now my dreams contain dialogues in ASL...
I went to CVS for soy milk afterwards, some pop diva from the early 90s was playing, possibly Mariah Carey or Amy Grant. The disjoint spoke to me.
In the lobby by the laundry room there is a plastic bag full of romance novels. With 4 stacks x 12 books = 48 romance novels. Someone must be preemptively spring cleaning.
I have one final left. Possibly for the rest of my life.
Looks like I won't have to mostly naked for skit this year. Of course, tradition dictates that the alternative to semi-nudity is getting clocked upside the head.
but, I'm actually rather fond of my 4 major scars...
Also, now my dreams contain dialogues in ASL...
