
No web-slinging yesterday, just stuffing myself to discomfort on grease, starch, and sugar in a dazzling array of shapes and colors.
No productive activity except writing a lame 250-word entry for the November Alfred Hitchcock Mystery magazine Mysterious Photo contest.
No news today except that I didn't have a cardiac or pancreatic attack in the night. I'm still here for you.
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