my apartment REEKS of gas. isn’t that a bad sign?
ha.
**edit… i just figured out that the lighter in my gas stove went out and i guess that’s where the gas is leaking from. uggggh. it smells so bad! but my landlord is out of town, so i guess i’ll just open some windows and turn on the fans!
as long as you smell that gas, DON’T LIGHT A MATCH!!!! yikes!
hahaha. thanks, jeff. i kinda freaked this morning before i plugged in my hair dryer, wondering if that spark would make the house blow up.
and thankfully, i lived to tell the story. 
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i’m ginger and, chances are, i like you.
i’m from nashville. but i live in downtown dallas now. i’m a daughter. friend. sister. believer. dreamer. lover of all things beautiful.
i spend much of my time editing books, which is my job. (don’t let the absence of uppercase fool you.) when i’m not at work, you can usually find me on a patio with some friends enjoying some nice wine and good conversation.
i long to make a positive impact in the world. one person at a time. and i hope that it begins with you.
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