It is a pretty day today. Warm and balmy, almost tropical.
I am still waiting to decide if I am going to take the next class. Or just go manage a Burger King. Or write. Or...
How do you get to be almost 52 and not know what you want to be when you grow up?
I guess when you already did it.
The only way I'll ever really write is to take the laptop and go to the library.
Maybe gym-beach-library cycle for the summer.
Hot chick from internet ad:
It's the tan lines that do it for me. Or the great smile. Or the hair. Or the fact I know absolutely nothing about this girl but still want to make babies with her except I can't make babies because of that whole vas deferens interruptus thing from a few years ago. Legs, look good from what I can see.
Let's go back to the tans lines.
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