...I'd give 'em a call. Can't read, can't write, can't hold a thought straight in my head. Got the black dog dozing by the hearth and every now and then he wakes up and nips at my heels. No reason for any of this so far as I can see, but isn't that how it works? Yeah, thought so. Time will pass and all will be well. Just got to sit it out. Meantime, there's always the Internet to waste inordinate amounts of time on. What would we do without it!
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