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Good morning, Brie. It’s Thursday.
She knew it was a lie as soon as she said it. There was no way she could guarantee that she would never look back; she could repress certain moments to the best of her ability, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t pop up expectantly. 144 more words
Good evening, Kathy. It’s Wednesday.
Her week is terribly mundane. There is laundry and meetings and grocery shopping. Today she put into the fridge the third cartoon of cream she had bought in as many days because she knew she needed it but kept forgetting she had gotten it yesterday. 170 more words
Saber Tooth Tiger
Tiger Fucking Woods came to Scottsdale this week to see what the party was all about. Of course he’ll also play golf and attend the Super Bowl, but before any of that can happen he had to hold his usual pre-tourney presser on Tuesday morning. 785 more words