Ok, after some minor trauma last night and this morning, things are gradually getting back to normal. By which I mean there are various computers running various online sites, SCAR open on the craptop, phone calls to be made, 50 cookies to be baked, ass to be worked, carpets to be vacuumed, beers to be drunk.

You know. Normal.

And it's stinking cold here. And I HATE MY NEW MICROSOFT KEYBOARD. (Yes, it has the letters on it. No, it can't keep up with my typing. ) I have 45 stories in just my slushbox. Two posts to edit. A list of promotional crap-er-- stuff, a handwritten letter to write, a business letter to draft...

You know. Normal.

Going now.

"NORMAL." Discuss.

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