The batteries in my clock have gone to be with the Lord.
At 8:45 it was 5:30.
At 9:15 I am 45 minutes late for class.
That house show last Saturday made my hoodie (gray) smell like smoke.
And I missed breakfast.
the novice
- nyman
- I am an intermediary between those who create victuals and those who consume them. I am the last of 4. I am old enough to now have standards but not yet old enough to keep them. I have a cat who doesn't recognize me. I am studying. I am hopefully growing. I am on the mend.
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