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oh internets you are so nice
but when you are away
my life doth lack spice...

;P

I need a power drill. I know there's one around here somewhere. And no, it isn't up my arse. My head spends so much time there I would know if it were.
For instance, I got way teh sick last night for drinking entirely to much eggnog. The result being, I feel to crappy today to go out to the Jim Watson Christmas show, which I loved last year. Lots of good bluegrass versions of obscure and familiar holiday songs, with a lot of encouragement to sing along. But no, because I'm still barely able to extend beyond fetal position.
And by I mean I was wretching so hard it just started to rain blood. Yeah,
Will see if I have to take myself to a doctor soon or not...
But, I'm not in a bad mood about any of this. I had a wicked good time last night up until said nastiness. And I'm having a pretty good day despite the pain and lack of bluegrass christmas songs. So there, tummy!
Also, merry Christmas, etc.

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