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My boy is currently setting up his own business, selling games... You know, Magic the Gathering, D&D, Fluxx, Games Workshop... All that sort of stuff. He launches in Staines which is on the outskirts of London next Saturday. Mildly terrified.

Also, my brain is full thinking about stuff. FULL. No more room.

Oh, and I am FORTY tomorrow. Age can kiss my grits, I have...
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I'm trying...

It's a little too bright; I can see my blue fingernails flash in the screen's reflection.
It's a little too cold; the clouds are hiding the sun from view, wrapping it in their white.
It's a little too windy; it nips through my cardigan, screaming at me to put on some knee highs.

But dammit, I have writing to do and I am...
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Goddamn.

I appear to have gathered a permanent sunspot on my right eye. Migraine I assue, but it's been with me about 36 hours. Which is not fun, but at least the longer it's here, the less my head hurts. Doctors tomorrow. Which in turn messed with my gym pattern, so went today instead and worked my sorry ass off. First time since I started...
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As the threat of imminent flooding shows online as a great big red circle around my house, I thought it best to safeguard treasured possessions. Tonight the only floods were those of my tears. I think at some point I will need to make the hard decision to throw away letters written by my mother that give me no hope or happy memories. Death is...
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