Does not compute...information overload imminent!
Monday afternoon. I really hope that someone got the license number of the Mack truck that ran me over and stole the last, um, week or so away from me. Wow!
I know...I haven't been here, I haven't been keeping up with my email, I haven't done my laundry, you haven't been fed (wait, that's just my cats!), and I haven't sent out the Valentine's cards I promised I'd send out in lieu of the Christmas cards I just didn't have time to send in December.
(You know what's even sadder than the fact I haven't been around all week? The fact that I started this post at 2:30pm yesterday and I'm just getting it finished. And it's less than 100 words long. Sigh.)
I know...I haven't been here, I haven't been keeping up with my email, I haven't done my laundry, you haven't been fed (wait, that's just my cats!), and I haven't sent out the Valentine's cards I promised I'd send out in lieu of the Christmas cards I just didn't have time to send in December.
(You know what's even sadder than the fact I haven't been around all week? The fact that I started this post at 2:30pm yesterday and I'm just getting it finished. And it's less than 100 words long. Sigh.)
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