The week was uneventful. I haven't uncovered any new, strange emails to myself. I've begun to read so compulsively that I'm actually not even watching the movies that NetFlix and I keep sending to each other. There were antics with the car, but I think I've belabored that. I wrote some, and I was my usual fair-haired boy self at work. Nothing really to say, I suppose.
I wonder why I have Wyclef's "Gone Till November" stuck in my head now.
I wonder why I have Wyclef's "Gone Till November" stuck in my head now.
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unravled:
Wait...there are dwarves? Nobody said anything about dwarves.
venice:
Well, I would never become completely indiscriminate about it, that's just not in my nature. But I'd at least like to be able to cuddle with friendly acquaintances without feeling completely awkward, you know?