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Once again, I found myself paragraphs deep into a “poor me” rant.  Good grief.  Even I don’t want to hear that crap.

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ER

Okay, so maybe I made it look a little more gloomy than it really is. But it’s how it feels. It’s how all hospitals feel.
Prayers for my Gran, please.

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In keeping with today’s theme…

I’m editing a scientific white paper for my company this afternoon.  It was first written in French, and then very poorly translated to English.  It concerns a study done on poultry (broiler chickens to be precise) to determine vaccination efficacy.  I get to do this all the time…I know, I know, ya’all are so jealous of my insanely cool job.

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Won’t be getting those again

There isn’t a whole lot I regret in my life.  I’m a forward-thinker, an optimistic, glass-half-full kind of girl.  I mean, sure, there were some questionable hair styles back in the 80s, and some glasses that I wish weren’t quite so big.  And colorful.  But you know, all in all, I’ve been pretty lucky to be able to look around, shrug, and say, “Eh, no regrets.”

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