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Hi, Wonks.

Not going into work tonight. I asked if I could use sick time on account of my pulled muscle pain being worse than usual, and it was granted. I can rest today. And I can comfort Mom today once we send Belle off to the Rainbow Bridge.

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In honor of Blasphemy day....

As a kid, I had a scale to determine just how much I'd pissed my father off.

Stage 1: Shake of the head - Not much trouble, carry on

Stage 2: Dad mutters, "Jesus." - Still not much in the way of trouble, but you've started down that road.

Stage 3: Dad mutters a little louder, "Jesus Christ." - You're on his radar, but there's little chance of great bodily harm. Proceed with caution.

Stage 4: Dad says somewhat loudly, "Jesus Christ Almighty!" - Tread lightly, stop what you're doing, and consider going to your room. The kettle's close to boiling.

Stage 5: Dad bellows at the top of his lungs, "Jesus Fucking Christ Almighty!" - Girl, you in danger. Go to your room immediately and shut the door.

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