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It was the moment when he reached down into the console of his truck, picked out a used golf tee and started using it as a toothpick that I learned a) to always keep floss in my purse and b) that even though it means that waking up with hummus in my hair is the closest to breakfast in bed that I get, I was meant to be single. 599 more words
In my defense, it IS my job to look at the Internet.
At any rate, if you’re going to go look at the Internet for the 103rd time today, I have some suggestions from the gazillion things I’ve written for work. 246 more words
So…we meet again.
I’ll be honest in saying that I’m still trying to get my thoughts together on a more introspective post, but lately my thoughts by the end of the day involve introspection along the lines of, “I would like a second opinion on the fact this jar of hummus is labeled as eight servings” and “Why does the letter ‘W’ have so many damn syllables?” 637 more words
I’ll have a real post for you next time, but I figure most people are either on Spring Break or suffering from a hangover that involves deviled eggs and chocolate and haven’t been dealing with a computer virus that was emotionally and financially draining and two broke appliances that is extremely stressful and crappy like someone I know. 319 more words