I’ve reached the point where whenever I go and open the fridge, I think, “Really? Again?”—and that’s from someone who likes if not relies on generally having routine sets of things to eat every day.
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The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.