You are now reading the blog of a Baltimore City Teaching Resident (contingent upon successful background check and Praxis II scores)! Woo hoo! This calls for a celebration!
Won't, however, be smoking one of these beautiful looking things like all of these beautiful looking people. Were this forty-six days ago (and not so fucking windy), I would have probably already smoked half a pack; I am tweaked with excitement. I find myself slightly out of breath from walking to and fro aimlessly around my house trying to remember what it was that I was trying to remember to do. Up and down, up and down the steps. Ah.
I love Tweek. I always feel connected to him for some reason. I guess I will just have to find new ways to calm myself down, or perhaps just wait until I run myself to sleep. My mother always said, 'A good Joe is a tired Joe'.
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