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The weekend was chock full of stuff.

( You're all on the edges of your seats, I can tell... )

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If you have a grandma who needs to be at an eye appointment made four weeks ago (very important to grandma, like super-important) AND you have a horse going to the county fair to be in exactly one class, what are the odds?

( The odds are always one. Not sure why I bother, to tell the truth. )

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In an entirely unrelated bit of news, Bad Payer is, yo, late with the payment again. I sent a (polite and exceedingly civil, not snide, did not contain the word fuck anywhere in it) certified letter. I have rather a lot of fuck saved up for Bad Payer at this point.

( Want to see me when I'm pissy? )