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I don't have the energy for writing anything insightful, verbose, or even remotely clever today. Been running my ass off, three days straight, trying to get things done before I leave for Washington tomorrow, and nothing seems to be working out quite right. Actually, that's not true at all. The Mars Volta concert worked out perfectly, and [thank Lord Jesus] my subletting conundrum resolved itself as well as I could have hoped for. I'm mostly pissed off about Pep Boys stripping the threads on my drain plug and then jacking me around for long enough that the dealership, and the only source for a new part, was closed by the time they got around to telling me I needed to go pick one up. Meaning, I have to wake up even earlier tomorrow, go to the dealership, get my oil changed, and still try to get on the road by 10. Yay.
If this blog remains un-updated for a while, it's because I'm basking in the wonderous temperate rainforests of Puget Sound, and yelling at children. In the meantime, I'll be posting pictures. Right now, it's only year-old or older stuff, but soon it will be awash in the glory of a Pacific Northwest YMCA camp, as will I.