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5-29-2007
Last night, a raccoon came running down the stairs to our apartment and ran all the way down the well-lit walkway into the woods. At the time, Lin and I were standing about four feet from the stairs, facing them. Lin didn't see anything. In a zombie apocalypse situation, I am going to be hanging out with someone else, because she is a liability!
The shirt clearance continues, and I am running out of shirts fast. The babies shirts probably won't last through today or tomorrow, and phonograph ones are heading out pretty quickly too. I'll probably stop taking unicorn shirt orders at the end of this week, but that hasn't been determined yet. Anyway, there it is.
Time to get back to writing novels. |
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