In the last day I turned into a blob. A BLOB!
I may have gone and had $1 drafts last night, and this may have been a poor decision on my part.
However, today is feeling very very good.
I met a MURSE! last night. A male nurse. He was nice, and I think that MURSE is the best word ever!
Te. He. Watch me twirl my hair! I'm so dumb! And a blob. It hurts a little.
At least we now know that the grad student thing wasn't permanent.
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murse=man-purse
You can't just say these things.
But murse also = male nurse. It's a fact. OH MURSE. What shall happen to him now?
Sorry Jason
You write very well.
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