June Info Dump
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I have 70 built-in cabinets/drawers in my house. I know this because I’ve fanatically counted them just to flaunt to Rachel that I have more cabinets than her. See there? I flaunt.
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I went to the county fair with the people who can stand being around me for a prolonged amount of time. Tim made faces at us while ‘manda and I went on all the rides. It was decided that the Sizzler is officially off-limits. I got older or it got slower, but if you can carry on a conversation while on it, it’s not fun anymore.
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I bought a skirt. It’s brown and skirty.
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A possum got into my room. I didn’t know this until I went to put my contacts in so I could see what was going to eat off my face when I stuck it in the closest to see what the hell was making all that noise. So I looked down at the floor and it looked back and I hid in the bathroom until 5 am. Tried to sleep in there, but I have a irrational fear that my reflection is going to come out of the mirror, kill me, and take my place in the world.
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Bought an electric weed eater. Named it Pinchy.
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Possum came back. Trapped it in the bathroom. Ha! Named it Terry in honor of thistledemon’s man-eating tree monster. Got Sam to chase it out the side door and back into the great outdoors.
It was disconcertingly cute. I want one.
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