If I didn't know better, I'd swear someone is living behind our local dumpster. More likely, it just means the college students are moving out over the summer. At night, I like to imagine that the raccoons are hosting tea parties back there.
Jennette Fulda tells stories to the Internet about her life as a smartass, writer, chronic headache sufferer, (former?) weight-loss inspiration, and seemingly nice person (who is silently judging you). You can contact her if you promise to be nice.
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