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Instagram: it’s beginning to look a little bit like Christmas

It’s almost like I’m a pro photographer!

Carolyn and I went on a "clay"date.

Carolyn and I went on a “clay”date.

See? This is me. On the clay date.

See? This is me. On the clay date.

And this is the finished product! A little wobbly, a lot adorable.

And this is the finished product! A little wobbly, a lot adorable.

I'm trying to see if I can pull of beanies. I'm ... unsure.

I’m trying to see if I can pull off beanies. I’m … unsure.

I'm 100% sure about this sweater though. PUPPIES AND BOW TIES!

I’m 100% sure about this sweater though. PUPPIES AND BOW TIES!

Our very first Christmas tree. It still needs a skirt and we have a tiny owl on the top instead of an angel or star, but I'm still very proud.

Our very first Christmas tree. It still needs a skirt and we have a tiny owl on the top instead of an angel or star, but I’m still very proud.

~ Julia Maurice Sabre-Ocean

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Well now then Mardy Bum…

Following in the vein of me being totally grumpy today, I invite you to listen to this Arctic Monkeys song about trying to cheer up somebody who’s feeling very much like I am today, while you peruse some delightful Instagram photos. Continue reading

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The pilgrim days are nearly over: An Instagram update

Well friends, if all goes well, and the universe becomes less a cruel, cruel she-devil, and more a kind benevolent force, we will have internet by 4:00 p.m. this afternoon. I can practically hear all the followers rejoicing that I won’t be moaning about this any more. I’m pleased too. Continue reading

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In defense of bus tours

Being on vacation is a funny sort of thing. You’re off in your own world for a week, drinking mass quantities of wine and Starbucks, only to come home and have to catch up on what the world was doing without you. I went away for one week and Simon Cowell has already gotten himself a love child. One week! Continue reading

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An instagram update: whoever said that donuts are the new cupcakes clearly hasn’t been to a wedding shower

It’s wedding season! And it’s birthday season! Look at all the cupcakes I’ve consumed! So many! Too many! ALL the cupcakes! Continue reading

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I dropped the ball, so here, look at Matthew Lewis being generally gorgeous.

I really dropped the ball on Triple Post Thursday yesterday. Actually I dropped the ball on just posting at all yesterday. It was an awkward stressful sort of day where I just felt anxious and nauseous all day long and that’s not really all that interesting, nor is it prime material for a blog post. So when I got home from celebrating Hil’s graduation at 10:00 last night (YAY CONGRATS HILLY!), I created this post. It’s what I was in the mood for, and I don’t think you all will mind it much either 😉 I give you photos of Matthew Lewis. Continue reading

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Just Me And My Pal, Helen

I’ve finally got some photos to put up on my cubicle walls at work. It’s about time I decorated considering that it’s been a few weeks and I’ve been staring at grey cubicle walls and memos that I don’t fully understand. Continue reading

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An Instagram update: TPT lives on!

I too was at dress rehearsal last night but in a brilliant and incredibly sweet twist of fate, I didn’t have to come until I was actually due to dance on stage, so Hilary spent a good four hours sweating it out in the trenches on her own (read: working backstage and holding sweaty tights in her hands for a really long time.) Don’t get me wrong, once I was there I was in the trenches with all the tights as well, but it was nice to only do that for three hours. Continue reading

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New in crazy squirrel ladies

It’s been a little while since I posted, for which I blame my birthday and the fact that I’ve been in a two-day training session for work. It sounds a lot more gruesome than it was; I had a lot of fun tbh. But it took me away from home for a while and I quite honestly was just incredibly excited about my own birthday write about. It’s sad, and true. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Continue reading

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