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[Feb. 20th, 2010|11:41 am] |
Just the thought of carrying coins in my pocket makes me queasy, shaky and light-headed. I fear change.
Growing up, my mom always claimed to feel bad when a bird would slam head-first into our living room window. If she *really* felt bad, though, she'd have moved the bird feeder outside.
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