not the right one

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I am supposed to be relieved about my health, but I'm still mad about the chunk taken out of my work time and all that driving with love poems flying off me and up out my moonroof and out to sea. They picked the wrong day to kill my modem and make me have to drive clear back to town to get the new model.

So now all the pretty things I had to say to you are out to sea and I am a wreck, but "safe"... if there's any such a thing... and going to try to retrieve my pretty thoughts somehow.

For now. Well. I'm back at my post.

pipe up any time....