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desperanceOkey-doke. I have been to the hospital, displayed my thumb to the clever hand-surgeons and agreed with them that - swollen, limited and painful as it is - there's nothing more they can do to make it better; I am discharged.
I have worked, I have shopped; I have laid hold of the next Patrick O'Brian in sequence and Ultraviolet the TV series, which I liked but only ever saw the once and that was long ago.
I have put cod roes in the freezer, and pork rinds in the oven.
I have rearranged a delivery I missed.
I have no friends, no life, no engagements.
I have nothing more to do now, but to finish this book.
Someone hold my hat. I'm going in.
I have worked, I have shopped; I have laid hold of the next Patrick O'Brian in sequence and Ultraviolet the TV series, which I liked but only ever saw the once and that was long ago.
I have put cod roes in the freezer, and pork rinds in the oven.
I have rearranged a delivery I missed.
I have no friends, no life, no engagements.
I have nothing more to do now, but to finish this book.
Someone hold my hat. I'm going in.