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me.
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The one where OMG I REMEMBERED IT.
Out of nowhere, there it was. In my brain. At my fingertips. I shouted in the newsroom, and everyone cheered, as though something really tremendous had happened. Which it had. I finally remembered my stupid PIN. Finally. I IMd Emily … Continue reading
i’m going to be a beatboxer.
i usually only beatbox when i’m driving in the car and i’m by myself, but let me assure you that i sound AMAZING. like, i’m basically this guy. (that’s kid beyond; he’s my beatboxing role model. he used to have … Continue reading
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