Of Friendliness and Falling Temperatures

14,769 Days Alive

2,207 Days Straight on Duolingo

0 Rows Crocheted Today

Son of a crumbled biscuit. I fell asleep writing this. Oh dear.

Oh man am I utterly exhausted from work and socializing today. I had work in the morning, but I have to admit I was not as good as I could have been seeing as I had the beginnings of a very bad headache. It got better, but holy crap is it cold out tonight.

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Of Snowstorms and Surprises

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2,619 Days of Daily Posts on Postmark Wonderland

83 +/- Kitty Years for Mr. Spock

2 Days of Snow Forecast

1 New Job Next Week

SON OF A FUCKING BISCUIT. Two guesses who fell asleep face-first on their Kindle last night?

I know I’m gonna cry when my gift arrives. My support system has been so amazing lately, and I have just been getting run over by the struggle bus mentally.

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Of Cold Snaps and Coca Cola

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2 Weeks From Today is the 4th of December

Trigger warning: speaking on the loss of parents.

I feel like I’m not allowed to be as sad as I am about my Daddy’s death anniversary. it’s two weeks from today exactly. He’s been gone since 2018; I literally didn’t know what to do that day. Meaning the day after I got the phone call at something like three in the morning.

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Of Llamas and Laughter

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227 Miles Driven Today

25 Years Since Emperor’s New Groove Came Out

24 Jam Jars in Lucian’s Birthday Gift

1 Bottle of Zero Sugar Faygo Red Pop with Dinner

Edit: son of a bitch! I fell asleep before hittting post again.

Llama and I drove from Madison to a town called Steven’s Point to visit Herrshner’s. It’s an amazing craft warehouse with an attached retail store. It is absolutely a danger zone for people like me, people that are multi-crafters.

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