High lights in Asheville:
Watching Napoleon Dynamite high wasnt any less awkward.
I met a cat so fat it felt like I was cuddling with a furry man.
I have plenty of time to over think my life and others' lives, and I dont want to. Just wanna live it.
Excellent conversation and an electrically warm bed, I love Alex :)
Planning for this summer's possible art adventure, losing stamina...
Glittery sidewalks, sparkle for me in the street lights
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My original intent was to comment on all of your entries, but I'm not really sure what to say about this one... It sounds kinda like a stream of consciousness entry: "Napoleon Dynamite... cat... summer... SHINY SIDEWALKS!!!"
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