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Trying Not To Die

You will have to forgive the lack of posts in my part. What I thought would be a productive winter break was interrupted by some sort of ick. So much was to be done! PitchMAS was a success. I'll have to talk about that later. The energy is leaving me.


I have been confined to my bedchamber for six days now, unable to write. Reading has been difficult, but I somehow managed to finish two books. I believe it was best put into glorious words by Sweet Brown, who shares my affliction, in saying that "Ain't nobody got time for that."




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