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Everything Fits

I just added an entry to my calendar, and if the truth is told (which it always should be), the entry signifies an event which I rather dread.

Yet when I typed it in to my handy-dandy MAC calendar, I accidentally added an exclamation point at the end. Since it would be rude and hurtful to delineate exactly which social engagement I am not looking forward to in upcoming weeks, let me use an imaginary one: “Root canal while hearing fingernails on a chalkboard while eating my least favorite food,

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