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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 02:29 I has temporary interview! Specifics when LJ comes back to life. #

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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 20:15 Watching hockey, ignoring the computer. Not hard when it’s a slow pos. #
    • 20:36 Feels like watching last year’s team. Faces are diffent, but it still hurts the same. #

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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 12:15 Vacation was awesome in the extreme. It’s sadly go time now, so am on a Canada bound bus. #
    • 14:31 And Canada agrees, I are not a terrorist. I sleep untill Toronto. #
    • 17:29 In Toronto, looks like an hour wait for the next one. #
    • 18:27 Go time.
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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 15:16 Finally got around to charging the cell. I are reachable again! #

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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 09:42 Pretty well packed. It’s almost quarter to 10. Not bad… now to actually get dressed. #
    • 10:17 Uh. Why is it every time I pack to leave somewhere, it decides to pick then to piss down rain? #
    • 11:21 Mom’s early. Lunch time, then bus. #
    • 12:50 Heading for
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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 09:57 Mostly packed, except for whatever still needs to be rescued from the laundry room. #
    • 10:55 And we’re off. #
    • 11:15 And we’re off, now with coffees. #
    • 12:46 In Ottawa. Next stop, interview location. #
    • 16:10 And just in time for a wicked thunder storm, too. #
    • 16:17
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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 23:17 @samari76 I *used* to like that song. Thanks. #

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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 16:14 Out for Chinese with the family. Oh god, this could be painful. #
    • 16:57 Salvaged a decent plate out of it. I’m not overly impressed. #
    • 17:36 Home. Well, sorta. House to myself for a couple minutes. #

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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 09:05 Awake, showered, fed, and can’t get the mother beast’s computer to play nice. This could take a while. #
    • 09:22 Welp, that’s the limit of my troubleshooting. System’s dead, and I swear it was hooked up by a third-grader. I do have an idea what borked. #
    • 10:21 Hey
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  • Twitterings of the me.

    • 09:33 Reception sucks at the hospital where mom had her appointment. Going to my place now. #
    • 10:21 Mom’s fimally done futzing around at my place (I just wanted to use the bathroom). Food time now. #
    • 10:37 Stopping in at Local Heroes. Lunch will be skipped today. #
    • 11:15
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