The approach of summer leaves me oddly melancholy, in the same way that finishing a video game makes me sad rather than accomplished. Summer means that I sleep all day and don't leave the house for weeks at a time. Though I hate school with a passion, it does give me some sort of direction with my days. What does summer leave me with?
Well, I think I can make it to school tomorrow. But I need to remember to replace the car-aspirin with a variety that doesn't make me fall asleep.
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Anacropologist:
(Anacro, meaning out of proper time in history + pologist, a social scientist who specializes in anthropology, the study of man)
A person who studies man out of its proper place in history.
'We hired the world's foremost Anacropologist to study the lives of the five time travelers.'
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Serendipitous! From the the looming melancholy, to the odd sense of direction RLA provides my passing days, the approach of Summer has put me in a weird mood as well. Anyway, I'm working on a catering gig for you. No promises, but I may have a baby shower lined up for August.
Trying everything in my power to keep it brassy,
-Ned-
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