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Another flu shot, another chance for a vaccine mixup resulting in superpowers.
Apparently anyone can park in Walmart's handicap spaces if they leave an elderly person in the SUV without the AC on.
Super-dressed-up for work & it's like I'm at the worst costume party ever.
Wondering just what kind of accent skunks would speak with if not French.
Ran a mile. Inhaled a bug. Circle of life?
Planning for '80s party has made me confront my wildly inappropriate feelings for Joan Jett.
Forget jetpacks. Why aren't we freezing people in carbonite yet? I have a list to get us started.
Running the shredder this morning like an underling at Enron.
I'm letting a small spider live in the kitchen because he's catching a couple of ants every day. Gotta work the ecosystem.
Passed my master's exam. Now I can devote more time to the career crisis that I've been putting off for five years.
Off to go buy an embarrassing amount of peanut butter at Costco.
Dennis Rodman looks at Kim Jong-un. They shout "YOLO!" simultaneously. Explosion fist bump. Scene fade.
Just fit into a pair of 12-year-old jeans that I had given up on. Don't know whether to jump for joy or go to the hospital for tests.
Cat just gave me a festive red wound for Christmas.
I think my cruise control is judging me.
Headed to garage to untether some of husband's old computer parts before hiding in the attic for a few hours.
The secret to early-a.m. running: Sneak out of the house before your body realizes it needs coffee. Complete your run on sheer desperation.
Going for a walk. Looks like it might rain.
The edge. It's where I live.
Forgot to wear wedding ring but I think these mega-litter boxes I just bought leave little doubt as to my dating status.
Nachos & Halloween treats for lunch. My inner 9-year-old boy is having a banner day.
Recovering newspaper copy editor turned technical writer turned research analyst. Utter geek. Reckless culinary adventurer with a bad case of the elsewheres.