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Bah, Sunday. Woke up around 10:00, stayed up for an hour or so, and made the mistake of getting on the couch. Woke back up at 2:30. I hate when I do that, especially when I have stuff I want to do. Now I'm getting a late start on Sunday stuff: laundry, tidying up, and grooming my housegoat. Got a little proofreading to do also, but at least it's not 50-something pages.

One day I'll be a bona fide Funk Wizard and will have minions to groom my housegoat. Oh yes.

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Whoa!!! We finally got a new water heater in the laundry room! The same week they replaced my kitchen faucet! Either of these things would have made me insanely happy, but both? The same week? It gives me tingles right down to the end of my wangdoodle.

I should get out more.