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blowing snowing
Good morning, world. I'm up. I'm assuming Shawshank is up, because he's not home. Chaucer is staring at me because I'm snuggled under the blanket, leaving nothing for him. Tough…
Posted inLife in General
feelings in the body
Hello, world. It's snowing. Winter wonderland snow, pretty Hallmark snow. They're saying it's supposed to snow for the rest of the day and overnight. I can hardly wait. I played…
