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Estimated Survival Time: Indefinite

So, mom has started looking for a job more in the Midwest area, so she’s been sending out inquiries to various Bed and Breakfasts, because that’s apparently what she does now. Her letters were a little too informal, so I suggested this (names have been changed to protect the guilty: I found your beautiful inn while doing an internet search on classic Midwest bed and breakfasts. I absolutely love the spiral staircases, and the decorations you have made to transform a lodge into a wonderful respite.

Seeing this, would you want to be 125 years old? And probably the funniest Zero Wing spoof I’ve seen in a while: http://newgrounds.com/portal/view/222458 And now we bring you back to your regularly scheduled website. Until tomorrow.

Wondering where I’ve been? I’ve been sick for the past few days. Actually I’m still sick, but I’m well enough to leave bed for long periods of time. Friday, I drove to the Chicago area to spend some time with Jen, since I haven’t been there for a while, and apparently Ryan missed me. We had dinner at Heaven On Seven, a restaurant known for having spicy Cajun food. I tried my luck with their Cajun Stir Fry, which was on their specials menu, and didn’t have a hot pepper next to the item description, so I assumed it was safe to eat.

As I leap fom the bounds of wake, and wanton lies. In the sea of desperation awaiting forever dreams. There is a fountain of shallow seas, drifting ever through the arc of time and life asunder. Though I walk not in time forsaken, I drink of the wonders in my eyes. Speak, and hear spiraling fortitude, or naught but sentient rambling. In as wonders, carelessly strewn from a heart of terror; maybe I seek another.