Rome may not have been built in a day, but this paper will construct itself in a night. I'm a girl on a mission.
"There's no place like home" is my new mantra. Call me Dorothy.
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- Grrrrr.
- Cause she knows that it's demanding
- Concerning hobbits and weather
- Wanted: one pair of ruby slippers
- Hear me roar
- Oh, great
- Pick your poison
- At least I'll always have coffee
- When Debbie Met Frodo
- Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?
- I bleed caffeine
- Spring is still hibernating, and so am I
- Rain and reminiscing
- Falling for a number of things
- "Socially inept" is not a excuse
- A lovely buggy Monday
- Geneseo student in April: "Hey, have you seen my s...
- Written in the stars
- Sugar-coated lies
- Here comes the sun
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