Sunday Evening Brain Exercisin'. I just realized reading that out loud would sound strangely similar to Sunday Evening Brain Exorcisin'. Typical.
-I wish I was a better writer.
-I wish I had as much diligence towards writing as I do towards keeping my sister's kitchen clean, something at which I am quite professional.
-Nothing says crazy quite like black pants covered in smelly pet hair.
-I wish I wasn't covered in smelly pet hair.
-I wish my sister's dog wasn't so smelly.
-Did I say I wished I was a better writer?
-I wish my niece didn't have nightmares about me leaving without saying goodbye to her.
-I wish I didn't cry so easily.
-I wish I could remember all the words to Songbird so that when I sing them to my nephew, I don't repeat "For you, there'll be no crying," over and over and over again.
-I wish I could remember what time my flight gets into Portland on Tuesday.
-I can't believe I'm going to see Celine Dion live in concert on January 4th.
-I wish I could make cupcakes without actually having to make them because I am lazy and gluttonous.
-Sometimes I wish I still had an 8:30 bedtime.
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