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It’s official! The Cushman’s new home! I’m never going back to the snow and you can’t make me. -OM 44.1
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It’s official! The Cushman’s new home! I’m never going back to the snow and you can’t make me. -OM 44.1
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Turkey and dinner. -OM 44.1
I don’t think the E Coli is from the harvested lettuce originally. I’ve watched at the store as human after
I said white powder from the sky! Not snow… I can’t wait to move to Arizona! It’s not pretty. I
I did it!
I got up at midnight for a bowl of cereal. Opened the brand new box, whatever worker sealed that bag
I’m moving to Arizona soon. Should make for some interesting new dailies! No more snow! Unless I come back to
Greg, I’ve encountered, operated under, and observed many different types of leadership in my life. From the restaurant kitchen, to
It is obvious to me the ones that didn’t learn to wait their turn as children. They’re the ones that
I’m guilty of it. The worst thing each morning at work is to come into a meeting and hear how
As I take on new hobbies and let old hobbies go, I decided to buy some gold. I know. Judge
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I dreamed a dream, within a dream. No diamond rings, no pretty things. These evil things, what do they mean
The most frustrating part is seeing the difference between active and passive leaders. Those that lead and take charge, and
My boy went to the VET today. He was a trooper though. -OM
It feels good to be home. -OM
Yes I speak English!!!!!!!!!!!!! If one more asshole asks me that, after having just spoken to me and hearing English
I caught a glimpse of a silhouette against the light a moon had wept. The silver tendrils of goodbye drifted
Nothing is brighter than a failing star. One day there, the next day gone. Morning light swallowed by the night.
Terror me. come terror me. terror me some more. My night terror, you can’t dispel her, a memory I once
You’ll notice by now that I definitely throw a curse or two out. I would never call myself a sailor,
If I can’t click on your post without hitting a damn link… there’s a problem. Are you trying to send