What nature doesn't do to us will be done by our fellow man
Today is fired. Health: worse. Plans for evening: scotched. Internal soundtrack: stuck on "The Merry Minuet," which is why I am attempting to combat it with loud catchy brass. Success: marginal.

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Very sorry, for all these things. If you'd like to visit, if you're up to it, let me know.
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Thank you. I think right now I'm going to lie on the couch and occasionally yell at things on the internet, but I would like to take you up on this offer soon.