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So what'd you do today?
How I spent my Sunday morning:
Cleaned the cat box.
Picked up after whichever dog felt like being rude.
First load of dishes sent through the dishwasher.
Looking up Significant ex. Realizing I dodged a massive bullet if what little I managed to find actually is him. (In a way, hope not because not enough showers in the world are there. Not enough. Never enough. We shall now not speak of this.)
I think it's time for breakfast because it seems in poor taste to drink this early on a Sunday. :P (Seriously. Not enough showers and we shall not speak of this.)
Cleaned the cat box.
Picked up after whichever dog felt like being rude.
First load of dishes sent through the dishwasher.
Looking up Significant ex. Realizing I dodged a massive bullet if what little I managed to find actually is him. (In a way, hope not because not enough showers in the world are there. Not enough. Never enough. We shall now not speak of this.)
I think it's time for breakfast because it seems in poor taste to drink this early on a Sunday. :P (Seriously. Not enough showers and we shall not speak of this.)
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It's Charleston. Use juice or something as a mixer, give the concoction a frou-frou name, and say you're having brunch.
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More detailed reason: I was reading something (don't even remember what. My memory, she is made of swiss) and there was someone described who sounded a lot like him. It wasn't, but that prompted the whole "I wonder..." Pretty sure that I won't be wondering again for fifty years.