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Today
I am 25 years old. A quarter of a century. That's kind of cool.
Also I got holds in at the library and a bag of free strawberries because my work shift at the local food co-op this morning involved throwing away all the moldy strawberries, and there are lots of strawberries in between "Nice enough to put in a box to sell" and "Ew gross throw it away!"
Also I got holds in at the library and a bag of free strawberries because my work shift at the local food co-op this morning involved throwing away all the moldy strawberries, and there are lots of strawberries in between "Nice enough to put in a box to sell" and "Ew gross throw it away!"
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I did enjoy myself. And Friday night dad took me swing dancing to a church fundraiser with a live band (yes, a church fundraising dance, the horror), which was fun, even if it meant that my default partner barely knew which foot he was standing on.