I seem to take a lot of pictures of my legs. I don't know what that says about me. First draft of my essay done, brought to you by Bribery and Coercion, a writer's best friends. (Seriously-- I told myself, "self, if you finish this draft, you can go make cookie dough and take your picture today.") That's how you GET SH!T DONE, YO.
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