talkgadget

here is what i have wanted to say in the elevator every morning this week, or at least def. the past 2 mornings, but I don't have the cojones* or really know how to articulate said idea so early (9 am, not that early) in the morning:

Dear Weird Dude Who Works on my Floor,

Stop being so goddamn weird all the time.

Love,
The G



* Dear Me,
Stop using the term "cojones," you hate that, remember?
Love,
Me

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Here's a gift from Tom Lee to my inbox. Probably the entire internet has seen this but not I.



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I forgot how good the song "Fire Island, AK" was. And Oh, Susquehenna!. Even if the N calls them a commie band.

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I had weird dreams last night. One of them involved our dog driving a car. OH MY GOD I JUST MADE THIS A DREAM BLOG, IN THE SAME ENTRY WHERE I POSTED A UNICORN TATTOO. off to get coffee face the error of my blogging ways.