Isn’t it wonderful to be woken up at 6:30am by an ear-piercing alarm? Isn’t it even better running down five flights of steps in your pj’s? If you answer “no” to any of these questions you prove that once again, you are a human being. An American human being by the grace of God.
Anyways…
I have one more class till I jet back to the land of cows and bearded women (Peaslyville, NY) and it makes me feel glad. It’s a gorgeous day, the sun is shining, the bugs are biting and the Red Sox’s are losing…this is my kinda day. I really don’t have anything deep to post about (not that I ever do) and I only have fifteen minutes to post so, you see my dilemma. I just wanted to put something down on the ol’ site to show that sometimes life is just good. Shut up, stop bitching and look out the window and take a walk or go for a two-hour drive north because, there is just something magical about sheep, bearded woman and beautiful days.
Shining racing Running
Bearded cotton
Driving biting Losing
Fun.

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