Portraits of a Young Morgan

I am writing this blog post under duress, but not really. Morgan Jill Clark, as my top non-family-member blog follower and america-surprise greeting organizer, has requested that I write a post about her.




That's Morgan, sort of. She doesn't look like this in real life. I'm not sure what happened with this picture. She recently took up yoga, which is how she was able to extend her leg that straightly.

Morgan grew up in manhattan, which makes her a real New Yawker, way more than anyone who grew up in Queens. She went to Hunter High School, which is a great school but alleged racially discriminatory, according to the NYT. Fortunately, Morgan is white!

Morgan hates nature. Whenever she sees it, she makes a poopface.


Ew!

She knows all the words to most rap songs and Sister Act. I met her on New Years Eve 2002 or, arguendo, at the annual Queens Croatian Party Dud in 2007.



This is Morgan and I in New Orleans. We were so much thinner then! That's why I'm now a pescatarian.

This is the end of her post, but it may be just Part I.

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