which is significant, as that's my best friend's ringtone (hey, he chose it, not me), but it turned out to just be the white noise generated by my fan and CPAP machine. Hurting, I got up and took some ibuprofen. I checked the Internet and it is dead, meaning it was probably switched off about midnight. Yes, I can blog by phone, but it's a little clunky on the small screen. But I'll plug away anyhow.
I went to bed all emotional and tired. I feel better now, and I'm okay. I'll try to write a little tomorrow from the public library about that. So goodnight for now.
| Unshelved | by Bill Barnes and Gene Ambaum |
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