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I am not dead.
Go me!
Today? I went to the gym. I made green olive and roasted red pepper hummus for my lunches this week. I washed my car. I saw a baby rhinocerous on the highway. (No, I wasn't high... well, okay, I probably, legally *was*, but there was a zoo animal transport dealie and inside was a for-real baby rhinocerous and I spent entirely too much of my afternoon wondering what sounds baby rhinocerouses (rhinoceri?) made). Uh... George went to Daddy's for retirement. Daddy was the single most adorable daddy in the history of daddies on his motorcycle. The teenager learned how to put a light kit on the ceiling fan.
Now? It's late. I'm off to dream of rhinos.
Go me!
Today? I went to the gym. I made green olive and roasted red pepper hummus for my lunches this week. I washed my car. I saw a baby rhinocerous on the highway. (No, I wasn't high... well, okay, I probably, legally *was*, but there was a zoo animal transport dealie and inside was a for-real baby rhinocerous and I spent entirely too much of my afternoon wondering what sounds baby rhinocerouses (rhinoceri?) made). Uh... George went to Daddy's for retirement. Daddy was the single most adorable daddy in the history of daddies on his motorcycle. The teenager learned how to put a light kit on the ceiling fan.
Now? It's late. I'm off to dream of rhinos.

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