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Bike! Bike bike bike BIKE!!

ZOMG, how have I lived this long without a bike! I love it. Her. Definitely a her, though I almost named her Edward. This is not her, but it’s one of her sisters. My seat is white, handlebar grips are black, and my basket is different. But still. Admire the beauty! So. The saga. For […]

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Stupid Thermometer

I’m sick.  I know it.  I feel like I could melt wax on my forehead. So why won’t the dumb thermometer admit my temp is higher than 97.7? And why the hell do I care?  I know I’m sick.  I don’t need some stupid piece-o-crap to tell me so.  The facts are I feel like

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