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Not a good three days

March 22, 2010

Sorry I vanished again. One of my dearest closest friends had a major crisis. His dog died, after 10 years of being together.  It was a miserable three days, and they were days he could not have handled by himself.

I did not have time to do much more than check my email and jump in the shower each morning.  Now I have to get back to packing. My move is coming closer and closer every day.

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