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A pathetic attempt at humor. She Had a Purple Suitcase. She had a purple suitcase. She sits alone, but exudes an air of confidence that cannot be ignored. A gentle squint at the Departures screen, then a dip of Tahitian spring water from a bottle out of her purse. She rests the bottle on the Samsonite case in front of her, holding it with a finger and thumb, as the fingers of her other hand rest beneath her chin for a moment.
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And while I sometimes find myself gazing at haphazard items made from the bare hands of those who do. Have the talent to warp, transform or otherwise create something out of seemingly nothing, I never really had a desire to be craftyuntil this weekend.
The Adventures of the Checkered Vans. Ways to Get From Here to There Without Making Lattes for the Rest of Your Life. My Six Hours in Sweden. With love from my car in Yellowstone in the middle of the night.
Comments and random musings of a fortysomething teenager. You see he has Fabricate 3. Then I just need to get rid of five artifacts to make him lethal. Another way to get them is Treasure Map. Again, totally worth it. Remember last week when I talked about th.
Anyway, every dream ended with my husband saving the day at the last minute. Can you imagine my surprise? He was standing at the kitchen sink. Did you enjoy this post? .
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So off we went to the mall. Of course, once the brain had made.
When is a tail not a tail? On June 9, 2014. Not only do you have to come up with something interesting and relevant in English, but you also have to come up with another often unpronounceable Latin version for its scientific name.
Oh how easy it is to fall into platitudes. Friends and companions through tears and greeting cards. Allowing us to express what we want without ever firing a neuron. I am disdainful of those who say commonplace things, but I struggle to be original at the very best of times. That struggle is where good writing exists. It is the battle between the common and the sublime. But we tire of battles. So we slip into platitudes.
Where my mind wanders, I will follow. Gallery 2- Random Acts of Art. My anxiety level is so high that my right thigh will not stop twitching. My heart is racing and, every once in a while, it skips a beat. Lub dub, lub dub, lub dub flub dub. I can hear the blood rushing to my head. Tomorrow I will miss work.
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