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Damn! I forgot to copy the unsorted recipes folder to the dropbox folder. Need to do that when I get home.

Wil doesn’t know his musical instruments. Everybody tell him how much he sucks. Grin.

Denise got Wil more smokes yesterday. I sure as hell wouldn’t have.

Wil fills the coffee pot with the sprayer. Too bad there are holes at the level on the back.

Morning all.

Max is on his belly between the glider I’m sitting on and the chests I’m using as a table, scavinging. Too bad there’s nothing down there.

Wil is safe. There was another manmug.

Wil is sucking down beer. If he’s used John’s last manmug, there’s going to be hell to pay.

John’s becoming quite the Twitter jockey.

Theresa is making deviled eggs. We will be eating more tonight. The temperature has dropped and so it’s nippy out.

John is now on Twitter. They’ve changed the sign-up process. Don’t like having to type words. What the hell were they thinking?

Switched batteries in the Eee PC so I have full charges for later use.

Just finished eating. Engaged in complete and total glutony. I’m stuffed and nursing a beer.

Just found out that I can’t send mms messages from mt y q9c. Bastards!

Sitting on John and Theresa’s patio. We will start grazing and having a good time shortly.

Denise is making more fudge, and I cut myself on my razor’s blade. Fun times.

Would really like to know why Jaws is not reading the entire from column in my list of messages. Video is fine and the other columns read.

Denise belched, and Titan barked and got up off the couch. Nice!

Grabbing some lunch.

Need to jump in the shower and get ready to leave. Denise is making cookies. She’s osum!