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It's an estimated -10 to -30 degrees here today due to the wind chill. In this old house, even with the thermastat set to 74, it feels like someone has left the door open. I can feel a very gentle breeze coming from the front room.
I'm having one of those wonderful days where I just assume lay in bed all day, snuggled with my dog, while trying to hide from my demons. I see that the dog has already beaten me to the punch and is lying on my pillow, embeddng his stink into where I'd like to rest my weary head. Cocksucker.
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