of my life goes something like this.
Sit on bus and on shuttle reading Gender and the Nicene Creed. (yes, yes I'm reading this right now along with Eat, Pray, Love). Walk into the lobby at work and see a poster that reads "Your colon. Your life. Your choice" or something like that. Try very hard not to fall to the floor with laughter.
Tonight I am off to another evening of Cheap Wine and Poetry.
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