It’s been a crazy week already and it’s only Wednesday. Atlanta just got covered with snow, I just got called off of work and I’m currently staring out the window at the sheepskin hat I made Alan put on the porch because it smells funny.
Anyway, in an effort to keep this light and fun, I’ve decided to write an entire essay about the three hairs that live on my head. If that doesn’t entice you to upgrade to paid, I literally have no idea what will and I will see you next Monday.
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