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“No, this rice is too old,” I say to myself, “I’ll make fresh rice and throw this out.” I put the container back in the fridge and shut the door.
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Written on the side of the plumbing truck as it flashed in front of me through the intersection while I was waiting at the light: “We repair what your husband fixed.”
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I woke up this morning thinking about the differences between the “yeah, yeah, yeah” in She Loves You and Polyethylene Pam.
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Booting up an Intel Mac after living with an M1 Mac is an eye-opening experience. It’s amazing how what used to be normal seems so slow.
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Going with the flow worked pretty well yesterday, so I’m going to try it again today. I know what needs to be done. I think I can do it.
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Pretty amazing day so far. I had an idea, and then actually worked on it instead just thinking about it. Astounding.
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Spent the morning ruminating about my executive dysfunction instead of getting anything done, and then found myself singing “A Spoonful of Sugar” in the bathroom while brushing my hair
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A billboard congratulating Emily on selling the most billboards this year
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The sign in the car window read, “Glass Orchid, stop waxing, start—“ and was gone before I could find out what and I think that’s for the best.
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I honestly thought a company could not provide worse customer service than my local cable company. Then this morning I dealt with Chase.
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Whoa, Cincinnati and Columbus might be the best MLS match I’ve seen this season
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I received an invite to a local autistic adult meet-up tonight over Zoom. It’s my first local autism connection that’s not related to my kids. Wasn’t expecting the invite, though, since I emailed them last spring asking about it and never heard back…