I was never this way
My son is looking for a comb. Note the time I'm writing this. That's 11 PM, as in POST meridiem.
I know people say that teenagers are like this, but I wasn't. Come to think of it, that explains a lot about my life.
Diary of a Catholic mathematician.
My son is looking for a comb. Note the time I'm writing this. That's 11 PM, as in POST meridiem.
I know people say that teenagers are like this, but I wasn't. Come to think of it, that explains a lot about my life.
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