When Something Is Too Long
Thursday, November 30th, 2006Today I wage war against diacritics and France!
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Today I wage war against diacritics and France!
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This morning it was a little too warm to be wearing my fuzzy shirt and my lined windbreaker. Hello-ooo…it’s almost December. What’s with the 50 degree weather?
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And say, a Tuesday post. Posterific!
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…and all you Brits and Aussies are not allowed to laugh at today’s title.
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This is the Thanksgiving Table of 2006. My mumses says that it took her hours to arrange all the plates so that they were in the right order. Or something. It has to do with color I think, but anyway we were told explicitly not to rearrange them. In any way. On threat of death.
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Appropriately, it was with a chocolate chip cookie.
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Stupid hairless apes.
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I made history today.
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Today is not the best of days because somehow I’ve got my crank on. Not sure what exactly has set me off but I have a feeling it’s a myriad of little tiny straw like cranklets that are piling themselves onto my crank camel’s back. She can’t take much more, I tell ya.
Heh, yeah that’s what I’ll do for a Tuesday post, I’ll tell ya!
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Nap. It’s true! Oh, and lots of Warcraft. Throw in some eating out and hanging with friends and wala! A perfect 3 day weekend that somehow magically transforms itself into feeling like 4 days off.
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Although I can’t really say that the first and second time weren’t just as charming. Happy Anniversary, babe.
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