April 10, 1984 You somehow opened a bottle of vinegar and poured half of it out on kitchen carpet. Boy, it almost knocked me out. How you opened it, I don’t know.
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I'm a twentysomething MFA grad enjoying life in a state of flux, dreaming of Paris and San Francisco while loving the warm summer evenings in North Carolina. I'm a little irreverent, a little mercurial, with an uncanny knack for putting my foot in my mouth.
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