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  onecho

• Dec 27, 2020

Last night, I had a dream about my ex-wife getting me AB items for Christmas. A lot of conflicting emotions been with me all day. I should add that she tried to drug my little side out of me when we were together and I haven’t seen or talked to her in about seven years.

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  onecho

• Dec 27, 2020

I’m getting the feeling that I’m the only person who has heard of the ‘shoegaze’ genre of music, let alone been a devotee. Anyone care to prove me wrong?

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  onecho

• Dec 25, 2020

All right: officially a White Christmas. Just in under the wire

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  onecho

• Dec 24, 2020

Confession: I love, and sometimes crave, gas station hot dogs with molten cheese and chili. It’s who I am and I’ve come to accept it.

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  NabePup

• Dec 23, 2020

Your tagline is one of my favorite my Family Guy quotes lol.

From...¿the outland west? not sure how to phrase west coast relative to inland northwest xD

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  BobbiSueEllen

• Dec 22, 2020

I saw you're from inland Northwest; the river and bluff pic reminds me of the area between Yakima and Ellensburg but I could be wrong.

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  onecho

• Dec 21, 2020

I just got sent to my room for being a brat. Needless to say, I had to conceal a grin while sulking off to my hideaway.

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  onecho

• Dec 20, 2020

I was wrong. I was wrong to judge others on their means of escape.

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  onecho

• Dec 19, 2020

I don’t like light. I like sunny days, but as for indoor lighting, I almost keep the house completely dark and only use lamps. I think part of it is autism-driven sensitivities, but part is also wanting to prevent catching sight of freaking how old I am.

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  onecho

• Dec 14, 2020

* runs outside in snow bibs, starts making snowballs, lies in wait for fellow littlefurs to come along... *

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  onecho

• Dec 13, 2020

I say this as a currently thoroughly inebriated AB whose life is falling apart: all you can do is chase the dream. Don’t stop. You can’t. There’s nothing else. Don’t be me and hope you can blend in. We’re doomed to be the forsaken torchbearers of yesteryear. Carry it high.

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  onecho

• Dec 11, 2020

Three salad truths: 1. Romaine is the worst lettuce on every level, 2. Those individual salad bowls are useless when mixing and half the salad falls out, and 3. Miracle Whip is not dressing; it is all the world’s grief and misery combined into an “edible” format

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  onecho

• Dec 11, 2020

Can any of you fine folks attest to the quality of the training pants Rearz puts out? they’re awfully cute but do they hold up during bouts of cubby horseplay?

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  onecho

• Dec 10, 2020

Moè will be my waifu henceforth.

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  onecho

• Dec 8, 2020

Not gonna lie: I’m that humbug. I hate Christmas. Nothing but bittersweet ashes. The sadness of good memories tainted, atop the typical stresses, is a recipe for a broken heart and misery.

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  onecho

• Dec 5, 2020

I say this not as a cry for help; I’m perfectly fine, merely pensive: I’m finding I like being drunk. More and more. I’m relaxed, and my soul - yearning to be held, to be tucked in, to be mothered - quiets. I can actually be an adult when I’m drunk.

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  onecho

• Dec 1, 2020

Okay, new ideal television mom: Linda Belcher from Bob’s Burgers. She loves being a mom, let’s her kids be kids, and still babies them a fair amount.

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  onecho

• Nov 28, 2020

Dream anime mom: Ochako Uraraka from MHA. I know fans rip on her lack of depth, but I can’t get over how perfect of a mom I think she’d be, especially if she was mine.

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  onecho

• Nov 27, 2020

Attention: Seattle>>>>>>>>>>Portland. That is all.

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  onecho

• Nov 24, 2020

On a more serious note, if you’re interested in those fighting back against telephone scammers, go check out kitboga on YouTube. The videos are hilarious, empowering, frightening, and have a lot of heart. He’s a good guy fighting for what’s right. I can’t get enough of them.