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Random Feet: Mouse In Boot
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Now that was, of course, a bit of an exaggeration, simply because I live in a city and I am not used to mice. So yes, to me it is horrible, this story I am about to tell you, but of course you may think, "Ha! And well, it's okay I'm expecting it. It was a windy day. Actually, no I have no recollection of the weather because this was what? OOOO the wind howled in my ears. The sky was dark, the sun had set, the stars were no where to be seen. Okay, I'll stop. I reached down into the boot. Was that a mouse?
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Random Feet: May 2010
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Just your average Monday. Not caring is one of the best ways to have fun in NYC. Like getting soaked in a sprinkler with a school of Kindergarten children. And after being soaked running along side the working class New Yorkers of Manhattan. Or maybe you spill a chocolate icy on your nose, shirt, shorts, and legs. And this is after returning your custard icy when you realized it contained nuts. (And you are deadly allergic). And then of course you laugh. You laugh. Laugh. LAUGH. But when you get on the m...
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Random Feet: July 2010
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CAUTION: Slow children live here. Links to this post. Labels: what i see. Have you ever slept on the beach overnight? Well let me tell you, it's fun. But you never know what may come at you. Maybe you have a wonderful time, with a moon, a sunset, you hear some nice birds singing in the morning, and you catch a lot of fish. See that would have been quite convenient. But no. It's horrific. It's awful. So I scream, and don't deny it, you would scream too. I get out of my sleeping bag, and get th...I just wa...
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Random Feet: Cats Compensate Change
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No, I'm not dripping with diamonds and pearls. And no, I'm not begging on the streets. Though, I might as well have been that day in early August. I was dripping in change. I was planning to go to the Strand Bookstore, to buy Middlesex and a comic book for Cassidy. I was also going to go meet my friend, who likes cats. I lost track of time and realized I was running a litter late. (Pun intended). I threw on my shoes, grabbed my phone, a jacket, and looked inside my wallet. I took the subway. I got in line.
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Random Feet: The Neighbor Strikes Again
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The Neighbor Strikes Again. So, I can't possibly know if you have read one of my old posts about my evil neighbor who stole my sock. But it is slightly crucial that you read it so CLICK ME. Yes, the neighbor. Well, I have a new conspiracy that he does everything he can to make my life hell in terms of laundry. If that makes any sense. So, let me explain. Yea, I fell asleep. In the morning, I hadn't the time to go to my laundry so I waited until after school to put it in the drier. I put on some PJs.
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Random Feet: Invisible Neighbor Takes New Action
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Invisible Neighbor Takes New Action. Please pardon if my writing seems to be proper I am in the middle of reading Pride and Prejudice and must confess I am being transformed into an aristocrat. Oh what a pity it is to find alas my life of war to be over! The time has come for me to cease the endless undeclared war between me and my neighbor! Cassidy, dearest I must occupy the washroom! Right away, dear! She responded with intent concern. Did someone steal my dear garbage can? Inside the garbage room sat ...
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Random Feet: Nick Offerman. Sorry- I mean, Bacon.
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Nick Offerman. Sorry- I mean, Bacon. Once in school a girl introduced herself and I picked up on the fact that her last name was Swanson. Forgetting that I was living in real life, I started hyperventilating. Then I realized Ron Swanson was not his real name (happens all the time) and this Swanson was not related to Nick Offerman. On a balcony directly across from my window stood a man with a mustache and I swear he was eating bacon. One, he is buds with my grandparents. And second, I. A few days ago my ...
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Random Feet: June 2010
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I'm going to miss my nerdy school. The innocent little nesties, with khaki pants, nest polos buttoned up, bulky sneakers, colorful braces, rolling backpacks and frozen milk in breakfast cereal. Insane teachers, screaming over jeans. Good bye nerdy nest. I think I might miss you. Links to this post. Labels: slightly more sincere. I'm only 13, too young to do many things. Such as go on the work out. Room too. The movie issue is easily solved by a little girl hair. And a puppy dog face. And. If I have a fak...
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Random Feet: July 2011
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Alice in Wonderland DUCK TAPE Bag. Click on the image above to zoom in :] ). The alice and wonderland part is not duct tape but the rest is! It holds BOOKS. :). Links to this post. The question is so very taunting. So very daunting. So very questioning of a question that is such an answer to have. (that made sense.). Just think. Close your eyes and come up with some scenarios. Do you see Wilbur from Charlotte's Web? I'm curious to know.). W-W-Wilber is the new,. Thing that showed up in a box yesterday.
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