In a short search for feelgood, I discovered that there was the equivalent of approximately one and a half shots of Jack Daniels in my hip flask tonight. And I still can't concentrate and feel awful lonesome. But, I press on! There is a presentation to make in tomorrow's class with Aurora, and I must prepare! No matter that I haven't been able to think about it all day. (I've been fucking around with newsreaders and whatnot in the name of research, instead.)
I just learned that zaftig means:
of a woman : having a full rounded figure : pleasingly plump
Juicy.
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