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I think I'm approaching my annual Spring Losing of the Voice. My throat was feeling a little strange just before bedtime and ended up keeping me awake a good bit of the night. It's one of those things where I'm just miserable enough not to want to do anything but not quite miserable enough to feel like sitting around the house all day. My brain says, "Come on! You can get up and do stuff! Hup! Hup! Hup!" My body says, "Go do something yourself, brain. The rest of us are staying right here."

This should give me some time to answer several questions I've received about the last three entries. But I'll do that later in the day. Right now, my body is definitely winning the internal argument.