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hey. sorry i've been absent all weekend. i came down with something of a fever and a complete lack of a will to do anything but lie on the couch and moan occasionally. it was great fun. i'm beginning to feel much better now, as my current upright position will attest to, but i still have this strange soreness in my muscles, which ache more than billy ray's heart.

hope you had a good weekend, and i'll be back now with more to write this week, assuming that his mullet doesn't just jump off the screen and eat me.
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Happy said…
i should tell you that my dad has a mullet that would put billy ray to shame and make him wish he'd never written about his achy breaky heart.

i should also tell you that i used to have that casette tape (gasp, i'm showing my age) and would listen to it all the time and even lined danced at the grange on friday nights with my fellow hick middle school friends.

and lastly i should tell you that billy ray is still pretty cool minus the mullet and...

that here are some well wishes for a speedy recovery being sent your way!
3:53 PM
cathyq said…
Glad you are feeling better! There is a lot to be said for being upright!
8:04 PM
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