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I haven't kept track of how much was done when, but - 1792 words.

Took my car in for an oil change and new spark plugs, being pretty sure it needed both.

And now I am too worn out to keep my eyes open, which makes it crashing time.

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349 words. Yay.

Some people are just stalkers, no matter what's going on. Seriously. Drop them in a different universe, and - *follows nearest group of interesting people* At least it's in character?

Meanwhile, utter and complete silliness is a handy bridge for getting over confusing and boring bits. I can go back and fix that later, right?