Tomorrow is Put Your Make Up On With Your Left Hand Day. Celebrate it.
I learned something about myself as I was eating grapes at the computer just now. I always get very wary of the last couple ones attached to the stem. I normally pick the biggest and firmest first (doesn't everyone), and work my way down to the smaller, softer ones. But I can never actually finish the grapes! Something ingrained onto the DNA of my soul never allows me to eat the last one. Mushy grapes are nasty and they freak me out.
Update: my sisters are in town. Other than having mad HSM3 chaos that has unfortunately taken the place of necessary studying, and technically should be illegal in my respective town...nothing much else is new. And by that, I mean a lot is new. But I don't have time to wander through the various subjects, so I will sign off with one of my favorite English words.
HOLLA
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