No limericks. I could only come up with two (naturally naughty but of very low quality) and quickly lost interest in the idea. Feeling brittle. It's a mix of several thing; Mom, Spring Break being just around the corner (feels like a century away), the kids being extra horrible. All of the above.
But Friday is here and there's one more week to go. Mom is still kicking but... yeah. Dying takes forever. Been reading as usual. That's all.
BYE.
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