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  1. I have been an oh so quiet observer of the Geek in the past, but since he asked where we are . . .
    I drug myself out of my bed because I missed the Geek so much.

    Oh, did I for get to mention I’m on pain pills because my back is whacked? I won’t remember this in the morning.

  2. Right now? I’m wading through 21 pages of beer-soaked notes and a mountain of CDs from the first two days of the Midpoint Music Festival, trying to get a coherent post out of them.

    But yeah, I’m still here, as always. I’m that quiet girl in the booth in the dark corner of the bar.

  3. What was that? My procrastination ethics allow infinite blog-browsing without comments, excepting any desparate pleas for said comments.

    And now I realize I’m not making sense, so it’s time for more work, as the stuff I’m doing makes no sense anyways. Goodluck with the contractors, if all else fails use their own tools and stage a tragic nailgun accident.

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