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I guess I’m kind of taking it easy today. No gym. It’s 9:30 a.m. and I haven’t done anything productive. Not really. It’s supposed to be a fairly hot day but, right now according to the temperature, it’s warm. Not hot. Hot comes later. I should do something. It’s just a bit difficult because the Read more
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When it gets to be this hot, there really isn’t much to do save take little naps while the computer plays random crime documentaries from YouTube. That’s not right. There’s always something to do. But, it may not always be appropriate. For example, Bill is currently on the phone talking to someone… another old man… Read more
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Waiting on the sleepy little sister. Over the past couple of months, I’ve trained myself to wake up fairly early and before the entirety of the house. Sleeping until seven is considered sleeping in. I’ve been doing this so I would have the maximum amount of time at home in the evenings. Then, I could Read more
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It is my unsolicited, unprofessional, and uneducated opinion that America is exhibiting symptoms of schizophrenia. This is a very real and debilitating disease that should not be taken lightly. Symptoms include: Disordered thinking — This is evident in those who continue to support Brandon despite his obvious agenda to wound America and continual mental decline. Read more
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Aldren glanced up at their approach briefly and continued to stir his stew. The mixture of spices, vegetables, and meat-filled the little clearing. Gabs saw a small smile play across Saddy’s lips and heard her stomach retroactively growl. Humans have the need to eat, she reasoned, just like she did in her natural form. The Read more
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On Tuesday, I traveled to Indianapolis for a mammogram. It’s pretty routine and necessary. My dad had died of cancer. My aunt died specifically of breast cancer. Of course, I’m a cancer survivor myself. I believed that nothing would be found. But, I still felt a bit apprehensive about the testing. I’ve been wrong before Read more
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Despite Gab’s more compact and shorter physic, Saddy’s leather vest, thin undershirt, and short jerkins fit well. Gab tugged, adjusted, and tried to stretch the waist band. She was sure that Saddy had more girth, but she was at least half a foot taller, if not more. That height must equate to a smaller waist. Read more
