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Two Years Ago on St. Patrick’s Day I Went to Bed with a Butcher Knife on My Nightstand… by Lauren B.

Two years ago on St. Patrick’s Day I went to bed with a Butcher Knife on my nightstand. I know what you’re thinking – dramatic much? Well yes, actually, I am. Why, you ask? Well, I can tell you it wasn’t in case I decided to chop some cucumbers at 2 a.m. and I wanted to avoid hunting for a knife in the dark. And, no, it wasn’t for self-defense either (and, for the record,...