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RE: Sunday Funday: November 16th, 2025

I wanted to say the first thing that came to mind, but I ruined the moment by announcing it. So I guess I'll go ahead with the second thought — except now I can't remember what it was.

Sundays are hard.

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"Sundays are hard"...hmmm. Don't worry you'll remember it by Friday, during the rush hour.

How do you know this? Have you been following me in the future?

Happens to me sometimes when I'm having a learned argument with a friend, then I forget what I want to say next. Only serves to belittle my past "learned" debating efforts.

No I'm not following you in the future but you may catch someone saying the same thing you forgot in the elevator.

I'll use the stairs. Thanks for your reading.

The second thing was before the first thing, so does that make it a negative thing?

You might actually be on to something. Accidental adaptive self‑restraint, perhaps?

If so, Sundays just got a hell of a lot easier.

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Probably a good time to start fumbling in my closet through my clothes to find my cleanest dirty shirt.

Is the shirt dirty because it hasn't been washed, or dirty because it says something inappropriate on it?

Laundry events pick up sometime around noon so until then, whatever works, works.

I don't own clothes with inappropriate writing. That's lame.

I did try to wear that one you gave me that said, "Taraz #1"

Wiped my ass with it because I had to go #2 and had run out of shit tickets.

Wiped my ass with it because I had to go #2 and had run out of shit tickets.

This makes me sad. That was made to mop up #1 trickles. It was extra absorbent, 3-ply material.