The Story of Us*
I don’t eat red meat. He loves beef in all of its various incarnations. I love bad horror movies and action flicks. He prefers foreign films and Oscar-worthy titles.
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I don’t eat red meat. He loves beef in all of its various incarnations. I love bad horror movies and action flicks. He prefers foreign films and Oscar-worthy titles.
N and I are thinking of getting some sort of rewards credit card – the only card we have right now with any sort of “perk” is just a plain old Discover. The cash back is nice, but it isn’t really much (1% or something) and frankly I would prefer to earn airline miles anyway. […]
Yesterday morning one of the professors I work with came over to discuss a proposal. (Actually, he rolled up on me unannounced but that’s another story.) We discussed his budget and he was about to leave when he asked me if I spell my name with a C or a K. K, I told him. […]
I just can’t figure out Miss T. Her sleep habits are all over the place. One night she goes down easy and stays down until midnight or 12:30, then we have hell trying to get her back to sleep when she wakes up to eat. (Yes, she is still waking up almost every night to […]
I’m busy, you guys. Crazy busy at work and I don’t even really know why. It is all a bunch of frustrating super-thinky crap, not usual stuff. It is making my brain hurt so please pardon the fact that this post is even more disjointed than usual.
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