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I wish this were an April Fools joke:

http://www.orlandosentinel.com/news/local/breakingnews/os-mount-dora-doctor-tells-patients-go-aw20100401,0,5593120.story

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Night four of a four-day - off for two, tomorrow. Huzzah.

FINALLY getting my taxes done, tomorrow morning. Let's hope I get back more than I did with the stupid scratch-off ticket my coworker gave me, last night :)

I seem to be fresh OUT of scintillating - even INTERESTING - things to talk about. I guess one's input really does rule one's output. I may need to put out some sort of Amber Alert-type thing for my long-lost CREATIVITY.

Let's see..a resident grabbed my hand and told me that my aura was bright purple, last night. A coworker told me that I really NEED to go into Politics.

It's pretty hot, here, right now. Got up to 78F, and it's only April first. I actually have a small fan, going.

I wore my hair down at work, the other night, instead of the severe pulled-back/clipped-up business - and ppl had a fit. Tonight, it's in a long braid.

Made some boffo chicken salad with my Magic Bullet.

Downloading, 'Yes, live at QPR, 1975' and am all a-tingle with anticipation. It's slow-going, but I'm sure it will be worth it. LOVE. THEM.

I guess it's nice, having a spell of boringness, and hope to keep it up. Just waiting for the next spate of disasters is EXHAUSTING.