It's almost April and I'm wondering if I overestimate or underestimate the number of times each day, week, month, year that I think, Where has the fucking time gone, and look around at my my house an explosion of bobby pins and beer bottles, and between White Noah looking for his Sperrys and these chickens mesmerizing me and this sale on at the Beyoncé store it's somehow gotten to be Friday afternoon, and almost April, and time for open thread.
How are you? Unfollowed anyone good lately? Updated your wardrobe for spring, maybe with some human empathy? (Looks good on everyone except witches.) Have you been hiking alone, or doing pull-ups, or singing, or wearing a nun's habit, or both? If you've been hiding in whiskey, we hope you at least brought a bagel; it's what Bill Murray would want you to do. Maybe you've been realizing you were wrong about some music, or right about not really wanting to watch something on TV. Maybe you've gone blonde or written a love poem. You are a jewel in any case. Have a great weekend, and we'll see you back here on Monday.
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