Love, Waldo, and Cookies
Molly gets it right.
posted by Ben at
4:28 PM
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Being the confused and slightly egotistical ramblings of a musician and writer who shares a home with another human and two neurotic dogs.
About Me
- Name: Ben
- Location: Norcross, Georgia, United States
By day, I’m a mild-mannered writer of technical user documentation. By night, I’m a very amateur musician with a small home studio. My partner owns his own business and employs 6-8 people at any given time. We live near Atlanta with a neurotic golden retriever, a sadistic Australian shepherd, and a bunch of classic cars.
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3 Comments:
I can't believe Waldo made it into YOUR blog post. That guy was a such a douche.
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Jax Peach, at 5:08 PM
I don't think I ever met him. At least, I don't remember anybody named Waldo. I just have this image of you with a guy in a red and white sweater and a dorky ski cap. ;o)
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Ben, at 8:44 AM
No, oh God no, you never met him. He was NOT a major player in my extensive dating drama. He was like a two week hook-up in law school.
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Jax Peach, at 9:41 AM
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