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Exhibit A:

I can’t help it that babies love me. It’s just that I’m so understanding of the fact that everybody drools sometimes.

(Am I the only person who always types “resluts” instead of “results”? Am I the only person who always finds it childishly amusing upon doing so? Resluts. That’s just nonsense.)
Righty-o.
Good evening. (I like to say that Alfred Hitchcock style, even when it’s morning, because I’m kooky.) Before I get to […]

I hate computers. I hate installing things on computers. Nothing is working at all today and I don’t know how to fix things even though everybody thinks I know how to fix things because I once tricked my modem into connecting to the internet by doing something sneaky with USB cables (not as […]

… I thought that I would instead write about how I am resourceful and brilliant because — let’s face it — this is everyone’s favorite subject! So it goes like this:
Over the past few weeks, the weather here in Michigan has been… how do I put this? Ah, yes. Really damn hot. […]

1. I’ve been doing this weird thing lately where I’ve been waking up in the middle of the night, staying awake for a few hours, and then falling back to sleep about 45 minutes before my alarm is set to start screaming at me. I really need to stop that.
2. If you […]

1. Ordered Holga. Received it yesterday. Film I ordered so that I could actually photograph things with the Holga was not in package. Bah. Had to go looking for film today, and still ended up having to order it. Film is expensive. I am insane.
2. This whole […]

I keep fantasizing about being someplace where the phone doesn’t ring and the sunsets are enormous. Where no one knows that I have any computer knowledge, and therefore won’t ask me to come over and fix things. Where I could sit in a comfortable chair with my bare feet resting on the railing […]

Just so you know, I’m not going to be overly picky about the writing itself. I just want stories. Like if we were in the same room talking. Funny, sad, angry, crazy, happy, “This one time I was drunk in (insert city name here),” or WTF?-ish, just tell me a story. […]

I am a highly-competitive person (if you don’t believe me, just ask Levi or Caryn about our LitKicks staff Scrabble games, a tradition that has sadly fallen by the wayside), and I love nothing more than a good contest. Well, actually, scratch that. I love winning more than I love the contests themselves, […]

Caryn started it. And now I have to carry the torch, which I will do gladly, because I really like fire.
Ahem.
Well, I’d be remiss if I didn’t make a list for my partner in crime, so first things first:
If it weren’t for… Caryn!
If it weren�t for Caryn � I would have nobody to share my […]