i feel like blogging. so here. in The Wonderland Years: 2015. Done.

  • June 13, 2015, 11:11 a.m.
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like the title says.

instead of blogging about what’s actually been going on. as usual i’m avoiding.

um so awhile back I was at the store and I was in the bakery section and this lady comes up to me and she’s like “Anne?” [ me, btw] and i’m like ‘yes?” “hi. kim and I were just talking and.......” and nothing more after that. she didn’t provide any more information. I was baffled as hell and I didn’t just want to go ‘who the hell are you’.
well turns out she’s [or was rather] my mom’s next door neighbor. i’d just never seen her at the store prior to that. and if people I know have seen me they don’t. get my attention auditorily. [actually I rather like this as i’m not big on people, so]. yeah so when she mentions Kim. after our encounter I. go through the ‘kims’ I know/know of and the lady w/ her doesn’t look like any of them. until ifigured out who she was I was so damn confused. confused as anything I told her ‘well it’s good to see you’.
so then the other day when my mom I were king’s this lady [I don’t use the term ‘girl’ to refer to ladies. but this lady’s about my age. i’m 27] comes up to me. and at first I think it’s my cousin sarah since she looks like my cousin. but no this person is someone I went to high school w/. she works at the king’s. she’s always been nice. she’s um pleasant.
yeah so awhile back alexis & I went to seep tea where when we were leaving we ran into sarah one of kelsey’s friend. kelsey’s my cousin’s now-wife as they had a wedding may 1st. which I went to. and I met her [sarah’s I mean] friend Ashley. and everyone met everyone. I haven’t seen sarah a whole lot but the few times I have she’s always been nice to me. I guess she’s just a nice person. not that iknow her really. but I wonder that about people. like are they being nice to you cause it’s their job/you’re at an event or is that really how they are. yeah the few times I’ve run into bar staff at the store [back when I lived at my place] they’ve been nice. my sister and my mom don’t know of sarah by name but they know of her.


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