August 27th, 2009

Dead Dog Cat

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Yesterday afternoon, my associate closed the office, and had all the staff over to his house for BBQ, karaoke, and poetry. It was hot as blazes out, leading to me incapacitated for the rest of the day on the couch with a headache; only he sang with the K machine, but I did read Jabberwocky as my offering of poetry.

Headache is presently gone, and thank goodness, after Tylenol and water.