One good thing about living in a small town is that no one has a problem with me wearing old clothes that were in style back when I was in Grade 11.
There's only one chiropractor in town and I find him creepy. Maybe it's his sweaty hands.
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About Me
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- I am lazy, funny, always cold, always hungry (especially for cheese), silly, sometimes crazy, artistic, weird, sarcastic, adventurous, idealistic, a socialist, obsessive compulsive, sometimes mean, socially conscious, a vegetarian, single forever, happy. In other words, a sentence fragment.
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- My sister, the tooter
- Plastic secrets
- Remarkably resourceful
- Learning from the pro
- Charming carnies
- Gruelling afternoon
- Almost time for a visit
- Children's chewables
- The rough draft (you can pretend to be my editor i...
- Guess where I am this fine Saturday afternoon
- Older and wiser
- Funeral attire
- Perks
- My match
- Robin Cameron
- I love my job today
- Presents etc.
- I heart not working
- Luna Lovegood
- Paid field trips
- Superstitions
- Plus and minus
- Hi
- Free adventures!
- Bugs
- Whining
- Back in my wheel-y office chair
- Budding botanist
- The perfect solution
- Peebles
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2 comments:
Your funny. Maybe I am mean. I'm not intimidating when I'm not on the job. (At least I don't think I am.)
Egads, what a terrible typo. I meant to say "you're funny." People should boycott this blog on account of that highly unacceptable error.
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