So the bills are coming in from the excessive testing that was done on me to figure out what ailed me back in Dec/Jan, and from Calle's eye surgery -- and suddenly the weight of the world sits on my head. I have the kids digging in the yard to see if they can find oil or gold, and I'm doing some reading on the fabulous world of begging alms. Other options include white slavery, selling my blood, and getting a second job where I can finally get to use my skills as a... as um... uh... fooey! No skills. Plenty of blood though. Plenty of blood.
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