It's apparently time for yet another canoe race. My uncle and I took the vessel out on the river yesterday for the traditional session of getting reacquainted with how to use an oar, which took all of about five and a half seconds.
As we were paddling upstream, I was spacing out and thinking about the race last year and just how ... how fucking long ago it seems like it was.
I was dating her a year ago?
I was supposed to request this date off work next Sunday, and I'm guessing I'll still have to work the night shift, which should just be a joy. I'm sure a morning on the river will be put me in a splendid mood for grabbing refills of chicken fingers and riblets.
Like Miss Piggy and Captain Kirk, by birth / FRI 10-3-25 / Service to
foster parents? / Professional juggling act? / One end of a lap / Something
raised during Oktoberfest / Not listen to, as on Spotify / When repeated, a
nonverbal "Can you hear me?" / Graduates in green-and-black regalia, in
brief
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Constructor: Rebecca Goldstein and Rafael Musa
Relative difficulty: Easy-Medium
THEME: Taylor Swift new release day! — jk, there's no theme (*Life of a
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