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There’s never been a better time to sell our home than in today’s home buying market. Our location, modest size and affordability is what’s considered “prime" in this area. Unfortunately, we are too busy (lazy) to fix what could or should be fixed before selling.


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Sometime back in my kid years, the advice to ‘always wear clean underwear' since 'you might get hit by a car' or 'you might wind up in the hospital’, formed a foothold in my brain’s cortex.


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I’m in a brain smog state.


floundering, failing, forgiving — living

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This, the last day of the dumpster fire year, I’ve begun to dismantle the Christmas decorations in my head, tidily putting them away. Before actually doing it, I’m using my alone time to sit robed at my desk before sunrise to jot down a few thoughts floating between the ears. The fact that I’ve had to use the bathroom several times should go without mentioning, but in the very real event that this is published months from now, we can all be sure of the reason for it.


A Stark Mystery

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The taxi screeched to a stop in front of us. Helen and I climbed in, leaving the disheveled, uneaten pizza behind with any hopes of another slice. I was going to be hungry, but only slightly more important, Christmas was disappearing. We needed to crack this case, and the driver needed directions.


A Not Entirely Rabid, Wholesome New Crush

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The very first season of Survivor premiered in 2000 and has been surviving twice a year ever since, all of which I had never watched, ever.


Part I

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Not this many words, kids. You're welcome. Sorry?


to Stupid Poetry

Unsophisticated, awkward
A gently awful poem
Clever, silly, nonsensical
Absurd poetry at home


“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I” tripped on my foot and fell into a tree

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Traipsing and invariably tripping through the swamplands and dense forestry is what I do, it is who I am now.

Laura Johnson

Yammering bits and some blathering. Humor is my first language, my second skin, and my hello.

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