And yet to me, what is this Quintessence of Dust?/Man delights not me

Not a whole lot to say this time, other than the Sox lost to the A's...I feel kinda bad for my friend Dan, because he drove to Chicago today to see the game, but admitting that will ruin my reputation as a tough, compassionless ice queen, or something to that extent. So, no one repeats that, k?

I went to bed last night before 11, and I was out like a light. Well, ok, not so much a light as a banked and dying fire...Oh, that's pretty imagery. I'll have to reuse that. So I ended up sleeping until noon today, and it was fantastic. The stress of the past week has all but disappeared. Not for long, true, but I'll take what I can get.

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