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8.) Look at the books I found in my closet! My childhood, right there! MVPs: Where the Wild Things Are, Hop on Pop, and A Day with Wilbur Robinson.
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8.) Look at the books I found in my closet! My childhood, right there! MVPs: Where the Wild Things Are, Hop on Pop, and A Day with Wilbur Robinson.
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7.) SNOW! Appreciated for one of the only times in my life because I had no need to leave the house and experience it first hand. It’s so pretty!
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6.) Today I sake bombed at a restaurant in my town (which had sub-par sushi, ughh…) and then went and played beer pong at someone’s house. It was played on an ironing board. Just to clarify. Yeah…. an ironing board.
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I spent a large part of this evening at an Applebee’s. Don’t ask why, just know that this is what happens when you are in New Jersey for too long. I obviously asked for some crayons and a kids menu to color on. Because I’m mature. The following is a little Mad-Libs entitled “Wintry Tale” that was included and then filled out from said kids menu. That which is underlined was provided by my companion Alana.
“High up in the snowy butt, there lived a little cheetah named Ke$ha. Ke$ha had super powers, and liked to fly over a glacier while singing Country Grammar (by Nelly) all day long. But on hump days, Ke$ha would eat 17GB stacks of won tons to stay extra warm, which of course made Ke$ha too full to fly. So the greasy animal read 20 million and a half books instead. The end.”
Evidence:
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Quick notes: I know this is the second food related post in a row, it’s not a cope out, just blame it on my love of food and/or being partially stuck in the house today; also the video quality is crap, which drives me nuts, therefore indicating to both you and me that I need a real/good camera and some FCP up on my maxwell the macbook. Whatever, deal.
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Before I begin, I would just like to clarify that despite being past midnight eastern standard time, and therefore this post should technically be the third day of the blog, this is the weird thing for January 2. As everyone can probably appreicate, sometimes the weirdest part of the day is just before it becomes tomorrow. You know, late night, when stuff gets funky just before midnight. It happens. So this time (and the inevitable next time this happens) I hope you’ll all be understanding. Thanks in advance.