As usual, I thought of something I wanted to post about while driving in to work and then work itself led me to forget. Probably wasn't very important.
I'm eating too much, and I know it. I'm having acid reflux for the first time in YEARS. I haven't gotten out of the bad habits I let myself fall into, but at least I'm getting some exercise this time. I'd better not be getting Barb's cold. Dang it.
I always feel like I have nothing to do when I finish a story. Probably why the dragons... (and I still can't get an autumn).
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