Grilled some stuff.
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| Mexican Street Corn, Campfire Potatoes |
Finished some grades.
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| K, 3rd |
Grappled with the fact that even two decades after high school, finding out that someone I thought was probably indifferent to me actually dislikes me enough to tell a lot of people about it can throw me so off my axis that all I can do for several days is listen to Kacey Musgraves on repeat and try to refine my human-avoiding strategies and how have I lived on this earth for almost forty years without figuring out a way to deal with this kind of thing in even a remotely sensible way?
Swam a bit.
