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we got back here about 1 am. shortly thereafter, i stubbed my toe. yes, that toe. this hurt a lot and made me curse the world quite a bit. it's still sore this morning and i'm still a little be angry at the world, but mostly at myself for leaving that bag in that doorway. grr.

it's good to be back with the kitties. they clearly missed us, which is sweet. but backyard!K did a great job taking care of them and even watered the plants and folded some of our laundry while she was at it. yeah, we like her.

i finished HPB on the plane last night. about 5 minutes before the woman sitting two seats away from me. i... yeah. i think that's a subject for another post.

right now, i need to go out and get coffee and conditioner - two items essential to my day.

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it would be too absolutely, horrifically ridiculous for me to have just stubbed my toe again. so let's just say i didn't. yes, we'll say that.

my dad suggested snow shoes. that seems like a pretty good idea to me at this point.

but i'm not here for a pity party. i want to talk HBP. well, really, i want you to talk HBP. i haven't read anyone's thoughts yet and now i'm dying to. i'll go a-trolling for them, but if you were inclined to link me to anything you've typed up, or anything you've read and found particularly eloquent or interesting, i'd be eternally grateful.

i'm still a little dumbfounded myself, but i'll try to scrape up some ( initial reactions )

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omg. oh my god. OH MY GOD!