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People make me tired.
My grandma: "Are you tex-mexing?"
Write. Delete. Write. Delete. Better than vomiting passive aggressive blather on here.
I don't take lunch breaks. I take scheming breaks.
Giving myself a "you can rise above it" pep talk.
Reading food blogs late at night is dangerous. Suddenly, I want an ice cream maker and waffle iron.
Thoughts I've had in the last 5 min: webinar, I love the world we live in, is an afternoon pancake craving weird, make time for storytelling
No words for the redwoods.
I fucking love Kevin Smith.
I want to frolic in the confetti.
I'm staying up late just to listen to the wind blow.
I would like to put in a request for caffeine and a hug.
I feel like the female body conspires to make all babies look cuter the older you get.
I now appreciate more fully why you hussies get all atwitter about period novels with their corsets, layers and laces. #shadowofnight
I am on fire today!
I love robots, street art and secretly want to do roller derby.