I found myself lovingly berating my cat Gabby for being lazy. Not just lazy, but uber lazy. Then I realized that it was 3:48 P.M. on a Monday and I still hadn’t showered or brushed my teeth.
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About Phil
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What is to tell? Phil is the kind of guy where if you saw him walking down the street, you might consider turning and walking the other way. Not because he seems intimidating or mean. Not even because he's so particularly unpleasing to the eye. But, more likely, because of his fragrant aroma - an enchanting musk, if you will.
He lives in the great city of Seattle, WA and performs in the great band of Stay Tuned. He performs music. He designs and develops on the computer. He occasionally bathes, frequently enjoys chips and salsa, and cannot get enough of the original Iron Chef.
He lives a simple and uneventful life and rarely has anything of interest to say - Which is precisely why he has created his own blog. It seemed easier and slightly less lame than setting up a fucking Twitter account.
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What is to tell? Phil is the kind of guy where if you saw him walking down the street, you might consider turning and walking the other way. Not because he seems intimidating or mean. Not even because he's so particularly unpleasing to the eye. But, more likely, because of his fragrant aroma - an enchanting musk, if you will.