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I've been trying to make a post for the last ten days, but iTunes keeps crashing my computer. No love, iTunes, no love. (You'll notice, of course, that I haven't taken to shutting off iTunes. That would be too easy.)

Also, I don't really have much to say. Life in the hinterlands is quiet and small-townish. I've found myself a job, that meets my stringent requirements of not being boring all the time. I'll be working in a medical lab, which promises to pay stupidly well and give me blood letting skills. I'm not sure people will want me to draw their blood, but my resume will enjoy having "phlobotomy" on it.

I'm painting a mural downtown. No goldfish, but then again, this one is sanctioned. We have a few pictures of the process, we'll see how it actually comes out in the end.

Other news is of staring-at-walls, missing ivyblossom, picking cherries, and buying cookbooks, which I imagine is less thrilling in the retelling.