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Seven unsolved medical mysteries. Chimeras and tree men, oh my.

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I fear I am frightfully droad*
which is not to say I feel like a toad
but rather to impart that
in my heart
I'd rather be a great many other places
than here.

*Jang slang from Tanith Lee's Don't Bite the Sun and Drinking Sapphire Wine
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Got all what I'm mailing into the mail yesterday; packing and mailing stuff en masse has somehow become a chore I really detest. Almost as bad as taxes. I love sending people things now and then throughout the year, but the mass packing and mailing of the holidays, beh.

I need a manservant to do these things.