thematically fickle

After using a fahncy, marble encased bathroom stall at Bloomingdale’s this afternoon, I met my mother at the row of sinks. Incidentally, for all of her outrageousness, she’s more of a rule-follower than I am and she opted for a regular stall, whereas I have no qualms about using the one intended for the wheelchair [...]

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The only thing worse than waking with “Dragon Tales” in my head first thing in the morning is when first thing in the morning happens at 12:35am. Wait. Let me revise that: waking up at 12:35am with “Barney” on the brain is definitely worse, so I suppose I shouldn’t complain. But it really blows that [...]

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