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Monday, February 7

Randy the Roadworker...you flip my sign

So why would I have a ridiculous impression of Trogdor the Burninator in red permanent marker on my left forearm? Yes, it's love. Or something like it. And it's ridiculous. I can't handle it. It's like there is some force of the universe that is pushing us together and pulling us apart at the same time. But I'm in love with Randy the Roadworker. It's true. It's the hard hat that does it for me.

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