Tonton Fever
It's like frikkin' Hoth out there. I went out at lunch to sweep out the dead bees from our beehive and chip the ice out of their entrance. They were fine, but I swear I saw an imperial probe droid out behind the barn.
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It's like frikkin' Hoth out there. I went out at lunch to sweep out the dead bees from our beehive and chip the ice out of their entrance. They were fine, but I swear I saw an imperial probe droid out behind the barn.
I have a crush. On the Boston Public Library. Don't tell Tompkins County, ok?
Dear Ms. Magazine online store,
I've been feeling kind of down lately. Maybe it's the almost daily rain. Maybe it's the sun setting at 4:30 every day. Or maybe it's my To Do list: