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Not much to report. I've had a few interviews, watched a few films, and stayed up way too late drinking with a sweet woman.
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Yet know, my master, God omnipotent, Is mustering in his clouds on our behalf Armies of pestilence; and they shall strike Your children y...
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I know that feeling.
My friend bought me some shearling boots (they are really, really soft) but I just can't wear them unless I'm wearing thick, thick socks.
Also, I've given back my leather jacket (one of them) and my birks have suede that I need to change out to synthetic. I do have one leather jacket that has sentimental value to it that I just can't get rid of.
but oh god, now you've got me thinking about it being dead cow skin. oh, bother. I had never let myself think that about my lovely jacket before.
Phooey.
Cotton's always good.
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