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Spent the past few days fairly under the weather at home, relaxing.  Today has been really quiet, hard to get the brain properly motivated.  I dropped the ball on a few things this weekend, but have some very pleasant activities lined up.  And of course, by the time I return to work next week I'll be a year older.

Wherever my brains been, it hasn't been on making journal entries, that's for sure.  This is exciting like dry toast.  At least it's oatmeal toast and not wonder bread.