When left alone, I search for magical creatures. It is boys' night so I have girl (singular) night. I was hoping we would be two (me + hedgehog) but I got stood up. I patrolled the perimeter and kicked the bushes, but no hedgehog. I wikipedia-ed the little suckers and they should be running around with their little babies this time of year (I think it is far too cold for brand new babies to be scooting around--hedgehogs are bad mommies)
The setting sun was robbing me of my daily photo, so I opted for Plan B. Plan Berry with poky branch like a hedgehog. I am the great rationalizer.
Now a quick word on snobs. I hate snobs. I hate art snobs; I hate political snobs; I hate literature snobs; I hate music snobs. They make me feel sad. As promised in my profile, every Wednesday (I love gimmicks) I will tell what I am listening to (obsessed with) that week. It changes. The snob-talk intro was meant to deter anyone planning on teasing my taste.
To play it safe on the first Wednesday of my first gimmick, I chose my favorite running music, recommended to me by my little bro.
Mother Mother. A Little quirky. A little dancey. Good running music as well as dish washing music.
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