Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig...
...and it's good to be home. I'm showered and cleaned and fed, though instant rice just doesn't compare. I tried to sleep, but it wasn't working for me. I'm sure I'll hit the hay hard in a couple hours. I've got a half-dozen rolls of film to develop; hopefully I'll have them by this Wednesday, when I can use dad's scanner to get a photoblog going. I may be tricky and get the pics on CD, but that might be more than I can handle. I need a pedicure and a foot rub, preferably in that order, so that whomever does the rubbing doesn't get all skeeved out. I know, sounds tempting, doesn't it? Any takers? Form a line, no need to shove. Alright, I think it's bedtime for this bonzo. Thanks for the well wishes and the check-ins. I missed you. It's good to be home.
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