Well, it is. At least that is what my judge used to say to defendants when I was trying to revoke their probations. And why would I want to argue with the incomparable Suzanne? Well, I would want to, but I wouldn't prevail. So I made it 40 hours, which is good. I am going to hop right back on tomorrow. This is a great improvement, because I was up to 2+ a day. And I only had one because we got some bad news about the house we were trying to buy and I was about to eat some steak and potatoes which goes perfectly with one of those little dublin dr. peppers.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow will be the first day of the rest of my life. Tomorrow.
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