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Through the Looking Glass
I woke up with him on my mind, looking forward to another chat. My entire body tingled with anticipation of chatting with Adam, who refused to use our real names so he's currently LimberJack.
I FaceTimed with my sister who was freaking out about how her body is changing. She didn't find my suggestion about her complaining to local teens about everything from the morning sickness to fatigue to mood swings and how her woo-ha would never been the same once that baby crowned. She's walking, talking birth control.
"Someone's in a good mood while I suffer. Did the whole app meeting thing get approved or whatever."
"No. I wish. I put my foot in my mouth by adding a fuck-ton onto this project and now the board is expecting me to pull it off."
"Okay..."
"It's like they told me to build a two beds, two baths home. Easy, right? I basically looked at the design and created my own Barbie doll dream house. The emphasis being on the word dream. They w
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