The only thing Willy Wonka about this Wednesday is the fact that I turned into a blueberry. I'd rather be a blueberry then an oompa loompa. Well, I did chew a piece of gum at a hockey game with a couple of friends.
Actually there is nothing Willy Wonka about today except the title. Dumb. I've got nothing. Sorry. I am a failure.
I did actually think nostalgically about a whiskerando.
I spent most of my work day trying to figure out what had happened during the month of January and trying to document it as if I had already done so, in January.
Then I went on a blind date of which, I set up, which surprisingly went quite well. How could it have not? I was high on life and sunshine and the fact that we could sit outside and drink our coffee.
Now I will wait for a great influx of comments for giving zero to no details about that last piece of information. I should also be getting some hyper texts from my mother asking about grandchildren in 3-2-1, as I did not pre-inform her of this so-called date.
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