“Ok, I've got 100 pages left to go. Exactly a 100 pages. In a 100 pages well I'll be over. I really want to get back to readings but I really wanna do wanna make a post(?) when I was at 100 pages to go & I've already, well I don't wanna say anything ___ so never mind, I'll leave it on my post afterwards, bye.”
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So I hear this odd squeaking sound at regular intervals. I turn around to see my dog hiccupping.
I just walked in my house, and it smells like dog.
We have a new puppy. I feel indifferent towards it. I don't love it, but I don't hate it...I look at it and it pulls forth no emotion. Mostly I…