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So this is my first attempt at this... My try to stop complaining to people who don't want to hear and complain to the whole world instead!!! Oh well
It's proving much harder to write what I'm thinking of than I expected. So I'm guessing the first few blogs are going to be for my eyes only (maybe a few hundred thousand other people but hah! I don't have a visitor tracker so what I don't know can't hurt me)
So first let me intro myself. I am aspiring....
aspiring scientist
aspiring writer
aspiring dancer
aspiring entrepreneur
aspiring outstanding mom
... sheeesh with all this aspiring obviously I'm getting nowhere...

All right aspiring scientist is needed... I'll aspire to continue at some other time

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