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[stillsostrange]

I'm still getting whiffs of the Xiuhtecuhtli this morning. Happy oranges are mighty. Happy oranges may also make my skin try to spontaneously combust--the moral is, perfume goes in the hair, not on the cleavage.

Not many words yesterday, between work, spontaneous combustion, and boy-retrieval. Today the boy will be trapped in the car with me, so I'll try to talk out a few kinks in the Dread Middle of Dreams. The crazy dream story inches along, still in need of a title. All the characters are in the grip of some sort of unnatural lassitude, which is weird to write.

Err... What else was I going to say?

I need coffee. In the meantime, enjoy this picture of a bear .

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Fuzzy tummy...need to scritch...