This Was Inevitable
A couple of the knitting kits I ordered arrived today, along with three skeins of yarn that were clearly bought with something in mind. I can't, though, for the life of me, figure out what that something is.
Why don't I write things down?
Used to, I didn't have to write things down.
I liked that better.
We're coming to the end of the Daily Word Festival. I unintentionally have long-ish words for the end. Today's a nice medium-length, I'd say:
Choctaw.
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