Both my horoscopes, my note from the Universe, AND my husband say – take the day off. Indulge yourself. I stretched out in the sun on the back porch with a book about Ghengis Khan. When the africanized bees ran me off I came inside, cooked up some of my famous hot from the hens ass eggs, and stretched out to read a bit more – ended up napping in Mr. Sunbeam. Saw roomie off to work, and sat down to play at Bella Sara for a bit. It’s 3:51 pm.

I’m bored.

Can I go to work now?

HHHHHHHHH

Summer Fey Foovay

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