Went to function, just as function part of function was starting, got called into work to deal with network problem, that's fixed, now have a splitting headache again, trying to decide whether to return to function. It's very wet out, would sort of like to talk to people, don't know what to do. Other than get a different kind of job, of course.
OK, going to go back to function.
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"People. You can't live with 'em. You can't live without 'em."
When I was shunted off to my grandparents, I used to fantasize about being a hermit and living among the wild creatures, like St. Francis appears in that painting by Bellini (here). It would help if (a) there were a god and (b) s/he had a sense of humor.
I forgot to also mention, can I skip the part about the stigmata?
Nice donkey.
Stigmata go with the job, I think.
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