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You ever just have one of those weeks where Murphy's law goes on a rampage? I'm having one such week at this very moment.

I have a job interview at Sea World on Friday for a tour guide/educator position and out of nowhere comes a nasty cold. Seriously, I felt perfectly fine yesterday. Now I'm guzzling Nyquil (tastes like Valentines Day hearts on a mix of crack cocaine and dog poop), and shoving oranges in my face like nobody's business.

On top of that, I have this nasty burn on my foot from a tragic (though awesome to watch) trampoline incident. Malibu seems fascinated by it and takes every chance she can get to swat at it with her razor-sharp puppy claws.

Add to that, my Jeep's out of gas, I'm strapped for money trying to save up for my trip to Europe next week, and I'm way behind on every piece of writing in my word processor.

Lovely. Well if you'll excuse me, the fog of Nyquil seems to be taking over my thoughts. I'd better go to sleep before I say or do anything stupid.

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Working on:

Vigilante Justice: Redline.
Teeth and Tungsten. (AKA The robot/alien/dinosaur thing)