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Good morning, my friends! We’ve made it for to the weekend, and it’s everything we could have dreamed of. In my case, it’s sunny, there’s pretty much no humidity here, and barely a cloud in the sky. As soon as I put a bra on, I’ll put out the Blind Date with a Book box.…

It’s called Fry-Yay because I’ll eat a shitload of sweet potato fries tonight.

Bonan matenon, miaj amoj! It’s Thursday, which means it’s almost Friday. And that, my friends, means it’s almost the weekend. And that is a very good thing. After this week in general, I need the weekend. Compared to last weekend and the beginning of the week, things are better. Shawshank feels better than he did…