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Kicking back on your couch, making eyes from across the room

Shawshank, January 17, 2025

Good morning everyone. I really didn’t want to get out of bed, as the bed was just so comfortable. It was just so lovely. Then Chaucer started to scream. So that’s when I slowly rolled out of bed.

It looks like a post-apocalyptic wasteland out there. We’ve had high winds all night, and it supposed to be hella windy for the rest of the weekend. Yay. Even looking out the window, it looks pretty post-apocalyptic out there with all the blowing snow.

But I think I’m gonna sign off and wake up. So I’ll leave you with the newest pizza update.

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