Sigh.

Nothing smarts more than getting rejected from a craft fair you REALLY thought you had in the bag.

Wow, it feels good to use the word "smarts" like that naturally in a sentence.

But still, it does smart.

On the brighter side, I would someday like to be served tiny little adorable pieces of cheese from a man in smart slacks (i guess i just like the word smart), with flower decorated tooth picks on a slab of tree trunk.

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