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this groundhog’s day eve we took it real easy

last year on groundhog’s day eve, me & punxsutawney phil raged.

HARD.

so hard, in fact, he was a mess for the groundhog festivities!

this year, we took it reeeaaaal easy.

the-groundhog-cant-hold-his-liquor

he had work in the AM

and he’s a total lightweight!

phil says spring is gonna come early this year,

which is good news cause i love the spring.

HAPPY GROUNDHOG DAY!

one year ago today: happy groundhog day!

two years ago today: forget shadows! what happens if he sees a cocoa?

three years ago today: “if given the option…” or “uh, DUH”

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cocoa j

if you can’t decide, just get both

there is not a single orange julius slash dairy queen in los angeles!

you gotta get outta the city to find one

and if you live near one, i bet you are thinking who gives a dang?

but you don’t know what you got till it’s gone

something like that anyway.

so yesterday i was way far outside LA and i happened upon…

!!!!!!

after i stopped screaming, reality set it.

i had a decision to make.

should i get an original orange julius

or a dairy queen chocolate hand dipped cone?

this is serious business.

i haven’t been to a OJ/DQ in years!

and i dunno when i’ll ever be at one again!!

so when it was my turn to order

i did what any logical person would do:

i got both

NO REGRETS PLUS YOLO OR WHATEVER.

one year ago today: cocoa: destroyer of piñatas

two years ago today: cocoa made this dino cake for j’s birthday!

cocoa j

all i wanna do is make the rockin world go round

alternate title: i will use any excuse to not work out.

on the way to the gym I pass at least 6 donut shops. yes, LA’s got a ton of em. more than any other city, in fact! (I actually don’t know that for a fact, but I’m gonna stand by that until someone tells me otherwise.) when I was workin out the other day, I couldn’t stop thinking about all the things I’d rather be doing. like eating donuts for example.

also: sleeping, watching tv, writing a letter to my congressperson, driving my car off a cliff. basically anything that entails not working out. THEN one of the tastiest jams started to play from the gym’s speakers: Queen’s Fat Bottomed Girls.

that’s when i decided to get my shit together and GTFO.

okay — the truth is, I waited until the song was over. THEN I left.