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Tag Archives: atozchallenge2021
My favorite songs to sing [at the top of my lungs… while driving]. I don’t just start belting them out solo. Well, sometimes I do. But usually I am accompanied by the original artists. Yes, I do have a playlist … Continue reading
My favorite roommate. I’m going to skip over the time when I shared a childhood room with my baby sister. I’m also going to skip the time I shared a summer place with another sister. In short, I’m going to skip … Continue reading
My favorite quotes… answered! I thought I’d tell you who said the lines below. • • • “It’s nothing personal. I don’t like anybody.” “Belief implies a level of giving a crap that I’m never going to achieve.” [Those are … Continue reading
My favorite quotes. This is not going to be some horrible motivational garbage. That crap makes me wretch. It’s also not going to be another recounting of my favorite lyrics. I did that. I could do it some more, but … Continue reading
My favorite part(s) of a man’s body. Is this inappropriate? Oh well. I’ve never claimed to be otherwise. And I don’t think there’s anything wrong with admiring a man’s [or a woman’s] physical attributes. It’s normal, natural, and, frankly, fun. … Continue reading
My favorite obscenity. Fuck. Fucking hell. Fucker. What the fuck? Fuck off. Fuck in any form. And it can take any form. It can be all things. I wrote all about it. You should read this. I couldn’t have said … Continue reading
My favorite neighbor. Somewhat [but by no means entirely] fictionalized in my 2018 A-to-Z challenge story Dear Diary, my favorite neighbor Randy lived in the dorm room next door to me during more than one of my years at college … Continue reading