Annoyance.
That icky knot and emptiness I feel in the pit of my stomach. I hate goodbyes. I hate endings.
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August 30, 2010
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August 30, 2010
Thought.
Don’t let the fifth black dog into the house.
(“Fifth black dog” being code for large, burly woodland beast that is not actually one of the four black dogs that belong at this abode).
August 30, 2010
Sunshine.
Man, it was one ROUGH weekend of partying in the woods. I swilled back like 8 of these bad boys and pissed my reusable swim diaper (which is really just a mildly padded bathing suit bottom) on more than one occasion, in front of like, six grown men.
