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I had noble intentions of putting together a deeply meaningful—but also hilarious, natch—post for your enjoyment, yesterday, but my day was derailed by a multitude of more pressing matters. True, probably the least of my worries was the subcontractor who...

After this, less death

Okay, tomorrow I swear we shall return to things less death-and-despair themed. Probably. Not that I’m ever going to be Little Susie Sunshine, but I’m starting to depress myself. That did not, however, stop me from ruminating a bit on murder (oh goodie,...

Small town life (and death)

One of the things I didn’t share recently, because I was worried it would make things harder for them, was that a few weeks ago my folks lost their dog. (You remember Buddy, right? He showed up for my birthday, wearing a tiara!) Buddy was having a hard time...

Med update, with bonus weirdness

Remember the whole “Now we are going to put you on a medicine that requires regular blood tests and also for you to swear a solemn oath that you are using two forms of birth control even if you aren’t sexually active” thing? And the whole

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