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now i am back. it was fast and good.
now i am sick. *not* good at all.
i tried to go to work today, but couldn’t stay.
i am trying to play with pictures, but no energy for such.
so i am going back to bed now.
if you have emailed and i haven’t answered, i’m not ignoring you.
i just can’t sit up for long enough. today.
i hope tomorrow is better. a woodchuck has been trying to eat my garden.
he ravaged all forms of parsley and several marigolds.
my poet has protected it well, though.
when i saw him the morning before i left, i thought he was darling.
i don’t think so now. grrrrrr.
(the woodchuck, not my poet.) it’s hot. i want more drugs.