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Death of a Salesman
So I mentioned yesterday in my not so subtle rant that Flea Market Guy and I are pretty much done or may be. I’m not so sure what happened. He went out of town on a sales trip. In the midst of his trip, I found out he was still online dating because I asked Read more
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Everybody’s Fine, but They’re Not
It’s commonplace to walk past someone on the street or in a store and make eye contact. Usually, there is a smile. If you know them and are at work or at a gathering, the next thing you do is say, “Hi! How are you?” It’s a nice sentiment, but I often wonder if people Read more
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Phil and that Pesky Neighbor
The neighbor came by Monday night to check his groundhog trap. I’m not sure if he thought the groundhog was magical or if he assumed someone let Phil out. But he reset the trap with extra food inside. It looked like a pretty amazing salad he put in there, so I’ve been nervous all day to Read more
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Dear Woman, One Day You Will Meet Your Person
Dear Woman, One day, you will meet your person. The one who you thought didn’t exist. And that person will show you sides of a relationship that you thought were saved only for Hollywood movies. And you will blindly jump in because it just feels so good. And maybe it will last for an eternity. Read more
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The Other Phil
I’m not sure if I ever mentioned my dickhole neighbor. I’m sure I have. He’s not really my neighbor. He owns a vacant house across the street from me. He’s been working on the house and every time he has garbage from the house he politely walks it across the street into the vacant lot Read more
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