Out gettin’ wasted on a Saturday night
Coffee. I need a lot of it. I’m obsessed with parts of Ashtray Rock. Cannot get enough, if you hadn’t noticed.
Monday night leaves very little to the imagination. I may bike. I may run. If I’m feeling extra lazy, I shall walk, or just sleep. Those cost the least. For now, it’s Antiques Roadshow.
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I've been writing since I was in kindergarten where I Crayola-markered an epic tale of a tiger and a balloon on a stack of lined papers folded into a booklet and stapled along the edge (carefully, and by my teacher). I love DIY, sewing, folksy music, animals and getting out to look at and listen to nature.