Published writer, compulsive reader, Old School Whovian, Match Game enthusiast, NKOTB fan, data hoarder, and - surprisingly, given that list - married with four kids.
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Monday, September 22, 2014
This . . .darn. . . phone
My craptastic phone is labeling all incoming texts as being sent from New Year's Eve 1969. That, or the Tardis is stranded in the '60's and the Doctor needs my help. Either/or.
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