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I'm tired, Ides of March ain't over yet Weenied out and drove again today - and I'll drive tomorrow, and Friday. Thursday, though, I'll steel myself and take the stinking bus. Should be better with the bum leg as a balance, but should be worse because it's dark now when the bus comes and I have to flag it down as there's no official stop by me - so chances are the bastard will pass me by. Work is busier than a muherfuher and I wrestled with a ridiculous spreadsheet so long today my ears are ringing. On the guest list for a show tonight and dang if I don't want to go. Sheeeeeeeeoooot.
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