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Hey Mom! So last week it might not surprise you to learn I ended up in a waiting room at a walk-in clinic. This is my story: It's going to be at least an hour wait.  I already regret the decision to come here. Suddenly from across the room, a two-year repeatedly points at me and yells "MOM, THAT'S MY GIRL, I LOVE HER!" Which causes everyone to turn and stare at me, probably because they assumed I know her and wanted to see a real life kodak moment.  But I don't, so I focus really hard on my kneecap and start to weigh the pros and cons of getting up and leaving because my face is now on fire. Then I hear the loud, speedy footsteps of a toddler going on an adventure before their parents can stop her. "Hi!"  "Hello," Now I'm setting an example for the youths so I have to look up from my kneecap. "My name is Quinn, what's your name?" She is absolutely adorable, like if Nemo was in tiny human form. A pure soul. &quo

Hey Mom! So recently I almost ended up in the emergency room due to an asthma attack. In the past, I've been accused of being reckless when it comes to how I choose to handle my respiratory system. To address such accusations, I would like to offer the following commentary: Yes , in my youth, I did incredibly stupid things, some of which resulted in completely preventable trips to the emergency room. But I learned from those experiences which is really the whole point of adolescence. Yes , I do like to sit on the couch and see how long I can hold off taking my inhaler. Is this inherently risky and have I accidentally trained my body to shut out the sound of my own wheezes? Yes. Is this game of chicken necessary? No, but I think if you never push the limits of your body you'll never know what it's capable of. Yes , there was an incident on Thursday which resulted in my coworkers and roommates getting a little bit of a scare. Am I apologetic? Yes. Is it completely in

Hey Mom! So this past weekend my roommates got married. Now I know what you're thinking:  Mack, two weddings on the same weekend? Why would your roommates do such a thing? No no no to each other , silly. Otherwise this blog post would be dripping with the dramatic telling of how two roommates planned their wedding for the same day in a larger-than-life game of relationship chicken. It would be a gripping tale about the boundaries of friendship in the pursuit of a fairytale wedding... this post won't be nearly as interesting. Instead, I'm talking about donuts! I would like to preface this tale by telling you that I had only two responsibilities during this wedding so I know my stress level was minimal compared to literally everyone else involved: 1. Don't lose the keys to hall. No problem, I have pockets and lanyards. Cake walk. 2. Receive 200 donuts on the morning of the wedding and place them on a pre-constructed peg board. Sounds like a super fun activity righ