The fitted sheet incident
Carmen showed up this afternoon with a basket of clean laundry, claiming she wanted to “finally master the art of fitted sheet folding” w...
The Hartwells
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Carmen showed up this afternoon with a basket of clean laundry, claiming she wanted to “finally master the art of fitted sheet folding” w...
Jake’s been sitting at the breakfast bar for twenty minutes now, methodically writing down every single thing we might possibly need at t...
Three cups of coffee deep and I’m still processing everything about our anniversary weekend planning.
Carmen convinced me to stop by that art supply store near campus yesterday, insisting I needed a “creative outlet” beyond color-coding my...
Alex came by around 3pm to borrow Jake’s anatomy textbook, but somehow we ended up making coffee and getting completely sucked into the d...
Started reviewing a chapter on physical therapy interventions around 2pm. Somehow ended up reading about the evolution of artificial limb...
Jake insisted on making his famous blueberry pancakes this morning, which meant I woke up to the smell of butter and vanilla and the soun...
Three weeks later and I’m still thinking about that whole heating disaster.
6:30am and I’m already second-guessing everything about this polo shirt.
Alex convinced me to catch that indie band at the Fillmore tonight, and three hours of standing in a packed venue later, we’re both quest...