I spent yesterday cleaning out the basement. It was nasty, unpleasant work, complete with massive amounts of mold and mouse poop.
I now have a cough, so... hantavirus.
Either that or hypochondria. One of the two.
Happy birthday to my sister, who is hopefully taking a day off from her labors to save the West from itself to indulge in... whatever it is that she indulges in. Hiking 15 miles? Biking the continental divide? Swimming upstream through the Grand Canyon?
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