I’ve built a citadel out of cinder blocks!
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Packing vs. never moving vs. not having any “stuff.” … Hrm.
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Perhaps packing is like childbirth–one tends to discount how painful it’s going to be, until it’s too late, and there’s nothing you can do to avoid the pain.
(Thankfully, I’ve never know.)
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Remind me again, how did I spill wine there?
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Waste not, want not, and whatnot. (Fives times fast!)
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The Buell Blast would more appropriately be named the Buell You-Were-Dumb-Enough-To-Buy-An-American -Motorcycle-so-this-is-what-you-get-Sucker!, or, perhaps more simply, the Buell Migraine.
