Gerald the Groundhog
Gerald the Groundhog
Once upon a time, I feel in love with a groundhog.
His name was Gerald.
My life would never be the same.
That Which We Call A Groundhog
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- At some point, I left Twitter, then @PrettyAllTrue @mommyofamonster @EvanScotty @MoveOverMaryP went crazy. Why do I always miss the awesome?
- Ever wanted to be a spy??? http://bit.ly/cVPMWf
- RT @yesthisisjam: I hate to admit this, but I'm kind of looking forward to Jersey Shore tonight. I think @bestoffates would be proud// *Tear
...Realized I kinda suck at my job?
...(attempted to) make quesadillas, with the help (see: slave labor) of my friends?
...Showcased my inate paranoia?
...Organized my books?
...Thought a boy could read my mind?
...Gave my photographic tour of the Heineken Factory in Amsterdam?
...Was told my high school friends mocked me behind my back, but in a hilarious fashion?
...Realized I'd never be a professional model?
...First fell in love with SLRs?
...Attempted to be normal at a concert?
...I exposed myself to Southern Spain?
...Then I was so ashamed to show you the Spanish pants I refered to myself in the third person?
...(attempted to) make fondue, with hilarious results?
...Delt with my childhood best friend getting married?
...Discovered cheapness has a price?
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My name is Megan.
I once dreamed of becoming a jewel thief, or moving to Jordan.
Now I blog about my awkward daily life, and my love of theatre and books.
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