How many words for cold?

Actual mother fucking icicles hanging off my college library roof. I hate the cold. I spent part of my childhood in the blissful, baking, dry heat of Arizona, just north of Phoenix. I survived five whole stinking cold, snow bound winters in Vermont, and ran back home to more temperate Oregon at the first chance (that […]

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Giggle Attack

I spent my Sunday in the best way possible: Ignoring the bittersweet feeling of being dragged out of bed way too early for a weekend to drop Tom off at the airport, bound for business in South Korea. Instead I headed to the woods and giggled my way through a 12 mile ride in the […]

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Stressed Out

It’s been a weird week….but good news!

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Yesterday

Heading forward, somehow, not quite sure which way though!

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