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Last week, I got covid. For the third time, and this one was unpleasant in ways that I don't really want to talk about. (Life tip: NO ...
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Someone, an old babysitter maybe, taught me to crochet when I was six. I remember making long braided loops of yarn and thinking how pretty ...
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Thank you, Spanglish . An Exercise in Identity I am from red wool mittens, from Sorel Boots and ponchos and wandering on the dunes. I am fro...
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Good grief! No helmets. No knee pads. No gloves. Tsk.
I found you somehow that I don't recall, but I check in every now and then. And this totally made my night. Funniest thing in ages!
Like watching Southpark without all the cursing. Or Kenny dying.
Am I the only one creeped out by this? Am I the only one reminded of the ceiling crawling baby in Trainspotting? Am I? Oh. Well, don't mind me then. Enjoy.
Soo cute!
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