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Short run tonight. Had stitches pretty much from step two, but went out for 25 minutes anyways. Feel pretty good about it, especially since I ate a couple hot dogs with Genevieve at dinner. Dropping her off and then watching her run out to the fence to wave and yell at me to come back is emphatically not getting easier... maybe getting harder. Am procrastinating right now, as I need to burn some music for Snappy's wife's Dad's funeral. By tomorrow's post I might even have glasses... that will be weird as hell. I'm almost tempted to go with contacts because I don't trust my taste in frames.