one year
i forgot to tell you guys that jones turned one on sunday, september 24th. we sang happy birthday and gave him a frosty paws. it
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i forgot to tell you guys that jones turned one on sunday, september 24th. we sang happy birthday and gave him a frosty paws. it
we went to the dog park after i got home from work and there were like 800 people there. anyhow, this woman with a really
i wonder how much water we’d save if everyone turned off the faucet while they brushed their teeth.
at work, we used to have a joke wherein we would blame mercury’s position in the sky for any bad moods or arguments (yes, grown
went to the dentist yesterday. i need, what he called, a “surface filling”. that sounds like an oxymoron.
on sunday, kurt and i celebrated 6 years together and 4 years being married. we went to the magnus, of course, for dinner.. the waiter
i’m kinda routine-y. but in phases. i’ll rotate through things that i like to do habitually. lately, well, since labor day weekend, i’ve become interested
i was in new york sitting at madame x’s on houston watching kurt spent $8 for a shot of cuervo. right now.
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