My final class for my M.A. has begun. My professor has not broken down in class, but has an air about him of wistfulness and wisdom that he did not have before. He also now has a tattoo. He swears frequently, saying
" excuse the expression" every time.
My new boobs seem to have settled down into their new home. I can now perform any physical activity without discomfort, though I am still afraid my boobs will pop if I sleep my stomach.
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captain_midnight:
That's very cool, I'm really interested in religion too. So what's there to know about St Paul Park? All I know is that there's an oil refinery and a big junkyard.
captain_midnight:
I don't know anything about South St Paul, other than its where all the stockyards were and all the gangsters used to hang out in the 30s. I'm originally from St Cloud, which is even less exciting...haha