Check it out! There's a doin's a-transpiring, colorful doin's.
No more writing about my lonely vigil to keep away drunk teens. No more discussing my totally appropriate love for my brother-in-law. He is so not my man-crush, Emily. That would be John Stewart, or maybe Paul Rudd, or ooh, former Washington Redskin Art Monk ... Er, I should stop now, shouldn't I?
The painters started today. It looks like the actual colors, not primer. I likely don't know what I am talking about. Also, the workers were working on trim, I believe. We'll get this puppy finished after all.
awesome! I thought you were going to say that Danny is your new man crush.
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Umm, no, although you could do worse, ladies. That actually is not even Danny.
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