Things have begun accumulating all over the land, also known as my desk. Tomorrow night, this same space won't look so junky. Right?
I'm not a fan of the speech impediment. That sounds horrible...okay, the baby voice that is nurtured too long...that usually kills me. However, I met a kid yesterday -- aged possibly five or six -- named "Fwankie." He was the cutest thing ever.
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