i lost my phone one day last week, and todd tried calling me like eight times, and when i didn't answer, he was positive i had died and atticus had somehow locked himself out of the house while trying to find help and was now just wandering the neighborhood, all alone and freshly motherless. obviously, that didn't actually happen, but i guess what i'm trying to say is that it doesn't take much to assume someone has kicked the bucket.
so i'm back on this monday to tell you that i am still breathing, still talking, still an all-around living human, generally speaking. i'm hoping this is good, reassuring news for you to start the week out with.
so, see you tomorrow! unless i actually die in the meantime, obviously.
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close call
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-x2Il9QXuA
just the claps.
just.
the.
claps.
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