and I can’t think of a damn thing to say.

The short kid seems to have bounced back to his normal, dramatic self. The taxes, both business and personal, are done and shipped. Perhaps—just maybe—I’ll be allowed a moment to myself this week. (I’m blocking out any awareness of just how trashed my house is.)

NH lost another ATV rider yesterday. Somebody chained off a trail—which is okay, and it is mud season, after all—but either couldn’t be bothered to tie a flag to it or was some anti-ATVer who thought “Heh, I’ll show them bastards.” And they do exist—they’d be the same ones who find it amusing to string nearly-invisible fishing line. Crushed chests, paralyzation, decapitation, and death are not fair punishments for riding a 4-wheeler—even for the punks who trespass and don’t respect the trail markings.

Eeek. Anyway, back on topic. Hopefully today I get my groove back, especially since my goal is to have my vampire turned in by the beginning of Spring Break.

UPDATE: Paralyzation? Umm…that would be paralysis.

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