Steph and the Old Man and I had a chat tonight about where we’re all at with the living situation. They’re happy to have me if I need to stay, but honestly, me and the Old Man have been itching to have our own places for months now. They’re not as neat-freaky as I am, […]
Seriously, yo. This is one of those “cruelty to diabetics” recipes. Also, they’re selling Girl Scout cookies at work next week.
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If you go on a date with a girl and: 1) she does not contact you for a week (no call, text, e-mail)2) you do not contact her for a week (no call, text, e-mail) She will likely make the assumption that you’re aware she is not interested, and has already happily assumed you are
Steph and I went bowling tonight for free with a bunch of her coworkers. She works for a fairly large medical practice, so they’d reserved 26 lanes for their annual bowling tournament. Because the weather was icy, the other folks who were supposed to be in our team didn’t show up, so it was me
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I feel like it. Since last Friday when we agreed to the book contract, I’ve been allowing myself to eat pretty indiscriminately (there have been Chipotle runs, beer and cake, frosted cookies, chocolate cream pie, nachos, and more), and I’ve only worked out once this week. Some of this also has to do with a
“A useless life is but an early death.”– JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE, Iphigenia in Tauris
Man, it’s been awhile since I got behind on e-mail. My day job is eating my life. In a *good* way, mind. It’s keeping my brain busy, challenging, rewarding, but yeah, after this big sales project is done I’ll need to slow down a little.
“She found him in the magicians’ gym, where she should have expected him all along.” Which then explains why I was stuck for two months while she stood there waiting at his door. She was looking in the wrong place. And just like that, the words come purling down the pipe once again. Funny how
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