My left pointy finger is numb and cold. I think I squashed a nerve in my back that travels through my forearm and attaches to it.
This apartment smells like apples.
The Eastern Panhandle of West Virginia does to.
I saw a fox in downtown Chesapeake the other night.
Last night at work a co-worker told me a shofar (a rams horn) is the sound of God and asked me if we had one at church. I said no and told him you can't blow those things in Virginia Beach because the police will put you in jail. He then proceded many times that night to imitate a rams horn because he thought I was being too secular.
I got plenty of rest when I clocked out and went home.
I ate the rest of the jalepeno flavored pretzels for part of my breakfast.
My car needs washed.
I lifted weights 1/2 and hour ago and want more food but all the dishes are being washed in the dishwasher.
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