All the world will be your enemy, Prince of a Thousand enemies. And when they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you; digger, listener, runner, Prince with the swift warning. Be cunning, and full of tricks, and your people will never be destroyed. Well the editing is coming along well ahead of schedule, but that cloud got lonely.
I packed everything for the trip back from the cabin...except the power-cord for my computer.
A soon to be mother goat just died despite prompt and immediate treatment.
Said treatment made me late for a class I was teaching.
The bus broke down making my friend who really wanted to attend the class miss it all together.
A herd of sinus germs has taken to holding rock concerts in my temples.
Still, I have tea and my friend and did I mention the tea?
Forge on and to publication!

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