There is a blonde girl in the corner. Blonde for me implies I find her attractive. But in this case, it isn’t her hair. Not that she is unattractive. She is one of those people my friends and I argue over exactly how she rates on whatever scale we are using that week to measure [...]
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I hate spell-checkers. I’m sitting here, typing away, a happy little boy. Every once in a while, my fingers will slip; my mind will want a word it doesn’t remember how to spell. And I’ll type it the way I recall it being, press enter and a nice little red bar appears under the word, [...]
